He Was Looking Straight At Me (Poverty) Poem by A. P. Hancock

He Was Looking Straight At Me (Poverty)



Dedicated to All Our Homeless Friends Around the World

I saw my old friend Cal today, and I must tell you now
He wasn’t into the Big Man’s problem, or the rollercoaster Dow
He wasn’t into the Super Game, or the Bad Man across the sea.
He was looking for his one-a-day, and he was looking straight at me

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