Meeting dissonance

Sudden

explosion!

Firecracker’s late night bang.

Why am I not tickled?

Should I not be awake as well ?

 

Hospitality’s

delight,

extended to a gringo.

Humble hearts give grace

without regard to race or face.

 

Purple

flowers,

reaching past the wall.

It seems they’re framed by filth!

Barrier’s gift grants ease, protecting wealth.

 

Puppy

dog,

must be someone’s precious pet.

Up close, mangy/scrawny,

The poor man’s alarm technology!

 

Protective

sidewalks,

keep you safe from harm.

Unless you trip and sprawl,

into the open sewer’s maw!

 

Humid

air!

I’ve only started sweeping,

Yet it feels like hell,

and my back is already weeping!

 

Poverty’s

woman,

gifted with free land!

Surprise that rain delivers,

a pool that’s really someone’s sewer.

 

Sudden

rain,

Pounding on tin roofs.

The roar’s amazing!

Whose wagon train rumbled by on hoof?

 

Little

girl,

Selling water bags.

Vulnerable yet artful,

groped by many hands – she feels so dull.

 

Hours

sitting!

Old man staring emptily.

Waiting just to die

while souls rush by despairingly.

 

Softened

eyes,

Peering at me in hope.

All humanity’s cries,

Encapsulated in one sigh!

 

Day’s

end.

The sudden shift in sky.

Darkness comes on wing,

and now the frogs and crickets sing.

Author – Bill Tidsbury

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