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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