A Million Times Corner!
I've been round this corner- a million times,
In different places
You can't hide- even refuse eye contact
No one is invisible!
They've seen me again.
How do they do it ?
Spot me
Clock me
Shock me
Its always the same familiar faces
Why?
Standing
Sitting
Staring
Back - looking at me
Looking for the crumbs from my table.
They've been people on this corner
For a million nights.
hammering, breaking stones,
being totally ignored
Selling trinkets
for a penny
Walking the line
Patiently being poisoned
Looking for an opening
electric windows
shut tight
No crumbs
Only reflections tonight
And a red tail light
If I stop on this corner
I'll stay
I'll cry
Tears will flow
I'll never be the same again
I'm tired of this corner
Yet nothing will change
Till I stand on the corner myself
And feel the shame.
