Broke Poem by Noble Bandit

Out-of-work men
Living near poverty
Detour ahead
Adds to the urgency

Flash forward
The ticking of a clock
All kinds of things
Blasted apart

In deep shadow
Hard and wild life
Total lack of fun
Later. Alright?

Ramblings of a homeless man
Not easily broken. And so it began

Straight up
Washed up
Dots of sun

Adrift
After all
Surreal Captain

No dress requirement
Street couture
And that’s him
More and more

At the edge of a cliff
Unsubtle illusion
Hurry up
Global solution

Hail the overthrow
The misconception
That won’t be easy
A different direction