Thank you for a Tesco meal deal
A burger King chicken
A glistening penny
Denting my hat
To pass my time
As it falls on my head from the passers by
I collect your tick tocks as I wait and want
for time to race by but also I dread
The sight of night and the sight of no bed
The sight of the brazen stare
The stare of want and no share
I make this message to the others
The others who clicked clicked clicked
With their heels
Who didn’t want to know me
When me was still me just on a floor
With no key, no door, just poor
Just falling short of the luck
The luck of the builder who tells me to
Head to the floor… as always
Your pace, it slightly quickens,
You’ve been taught to ignore, the faces of the stricken,
Walking past proudly.
You’ve been told I spent it on drink
Head held high as YOUR beer bottles clink,
A child reaches out, her mother pulls away,
Don’t touch that man,
it’s his choice to stay.
But only a child’s morality can be considered the perfect gage,
Instinctive and unbiased.
Yes, you have spare change.
Dirt builds in layers onto my clothes, my face and hands,
In the blur, my eyes disappear, I’m no longer a man.
You pass by, decide, why I live in this unsavoury style,
Your speculation, leads to conviction without me ever being on trial.
Each day the same, ignored again, my eyes searching desperately,
But I look untamed, society’s stain, so I sit and wait tentatively,
Easily forgotten and quickly dismissed, we are different it’s fair to say,
But as my breath quickens, understand this, the difference between us is,
one. bad. day.
Don’t worry about ignoring me
It’s funny actually
Seeing people pretend – you know I’m here
Nothing to offer? Just give me a smile
At least then you aren’t robot stomping on the only human left
It’s not obliviousness it’s guilt
Don’t feel guilty, you have no obligation,
Just fascination of a stranger in one place
With dirty clothing and rotting teeth
Give me what you want
Or give me nothing at all
I’m not here to beg
I’m here because I’m tired I got fired
From my family my life my job
I’m just here to sit and watch and give and
become an addict to all the tick tocks I have left
Student Journalist, Creative Writer, Poet, Traveller, Eco Warrior