Wednesday, 16 February 2011

Dreaming America (They Wait)















They wait in line for their daily meal.
They wait with sporadic grumbling,
the occasional outburst,
the letter to whom it may concern,
the odd lawsuit.
When the roller coaster comes
sweeping through some try
crazily to jump on while others try
desperately to jump off.
Few are successful.
Carefully comparing scratches,
carefully ignoring the fallen,
they wait.

© Mark Kerstetter




“Job openings fall for second straight month” —AP news, February 8, 2011

Photo: Steve Harts

Mark Kerstetter steals time away from restoring an old house in Florida to write poetry and make art out of salvaged wood. He blogs at The Bricoleur.

3 comments:

  1. Very good poem. Not to detract from the importance of your words, but that dole-queue inevitably conjures the scene from "The Full Monty".

    Kat

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  2. Yay Mark! Way to speak up for the downtrodden and hungry. Your poem is truth.

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  3. Nicely done--and, by the by, the photograph makes a wonderful accompaniment.

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