You Could Be Me I can see you as your feeding parking meters without heeding this sign I am holding, pleading, trying to feed my family. I see you on the cell phone calling someone as my baby’s bawling. On my face the tears are…
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
You Could Be Me I can see you as your feeding parking meters without heeding this sign I am holding, pleading, trying to feed my family. I see you on the cell phone calling someone as my baby’s bawling. On my face the tears are…