Mid-day Poem, Sept. 19, 2018

 

 

 The aristocrats

Cut their grass

While the noblemon

Mows his lawn

It just goes on

And on and on

*

The little girl

Don’t have no shoe

The little boy

Don’t have none, too

And neither one knows

What to do

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2 Responses to Mid-day Poem, Sept. 19, 2018

  1. this has the rhythm of langston hughes.

  2. labeak52 says:

    Thanks, Joe. Any chance you could give us a section for tomorrow? I know that the guy at the pier comes back into the picture. I want to read that scene.

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