A Grocery Cart's Lament Poem by George Murdock
A Grocery Cart's Lament
I see them on the higways and throughways
abandoned under bridges
or trucking the obligato of some homeless urchin
like a destitute's sation wagon
I've seen them stripped bare
toppled and lifeless
straining the filth of a cement river
I saw one hurled from an arch
crushing the sturdy chrome skeleton
the wheels askew and writhing like broken limbs
I saw one bearing a case of bottled water
and a bawling child
a mile from the store
They are like modern day carnage, left over from some war. Made me smile.
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4/19/2024 10:52:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Yes. These are the Hummers of the poor and downtrodden...and probably more useful than the kind driven by suburban pretenders. They carry the long last rites for a life lost to confusion and poverty. What a symbol! Val