Commentary and Philosophy Poetry posted February 20, 2018

Chapters:

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Exceptional

story in a poem-free verse

A chapter in the book Free Verse Collection 2

Lancaster Homeless Shelter-Closed

by michaelcahill

Lancaster Homeless Shelter-Closed     My duty for my country for love of freedom (let it ring) the right thing for the glory (let it sing)   "I can't believe you did that ,Sarge, you saved my ass. You could've died". "You would've done the same for me, son. we're Americans, it's what we do".     Oh, Lawdy throw dem folks a bone herds dem in 'neath a roof a tin yessir, let dem chilrun in   we gots heart and it's open wide dis old drafty warehouse, shuffle inside ole Jack Frost can be a nasty ole cuss come one, come all in us you can trust we gots heart, we givin' shelter .. .     Did you hear the news, I do declare prosperity knocked and we were there that dank old warehouse is off the books they'll soon be making button hooks   they paid a pretty penny in sweet cash and brightened up our stark cache what a boon to this here town we can close the shelter down!     I see Old Glory waving proud and the grand parade              strutting                            and posturing              to the bowing throng   I drop to my knees in my alley home and pray:   "Lord, that flag would sure make a good blanket to cover this old Vet and shelter me from the cold".     "We got a popsicle here, Johnson".   "Let the rookie handle it, he's gotta get used to it".   "Hell, Knudsen, he just laid there and froze to death, damn".   "Just write it up, another John Doe, poor bastard. They keep dyin' and we are left to clean them up".