Tin Cup In His Hand (Tanka)

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Tin cup in his hand

Begging for change in the rain

Hoping to survive


Tens of thousands of dollars

Spent to sit on the fifty


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~


Are They Asking Too Much

Image Credit: lesiva.deviantart.com

Image Credit: lesiva.deviantart.com

Parents bleed failure

Shattered by their children’s cries

Hungry and dirty

Tortured by their poverty

They look above for relief

But prayers are ignored

They don’t qualify for aid

How poor must you be

In this, the greatest nation

Before they are helped


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Over A Barrel

Coffee thick and strong,

Cooked over an panhandlers stove.


A barrel fire for warmth,

Trash confiscated as fuel.


Emitting the foulest of odors,

Room for but a few.


Night frigid under tenement shadows,

Shanties erected haphazard.


Rags moth eaten and ragged,

Held up by anything scavenged.


Shelters vulnerable to the storm,

Little choice in the matter.


Homes taken,

Jobs shipped overseas.


Children hungry and cold,

Let down by an unsympathetic people.


A movie scene?

No, these are real lives.


Real people,

This is life on the street.

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~