Sue Ann Simar


*Rich Things and Poor People


Marching, marching,
to democratic drums.
Hungry mouths are open and
this is not a party and
this is not a pose.

This is a souvenir, expensive,
and I collect them
and this thing makes me happy
and I deserve my little toy.

Rich things and poor people,
face to face, colliding.
The poorest man is humming,
humming. Rich things can be spoken,
broken. I have a use for words.

Submitted: Sunday, February 07, 2010
Edited: Friday, August 02, 2013

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