America, Part I

America, Part I

A Poem by Nicolette
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This is just a little something I wrote after being frustrated about money.

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America, Part I

Pharmaceutical pen in hand,

I cry to you, America.

Glazed eyes in a sticky void and

Gluttonous hearts

Don’t care who they hurt.
Is that you, America?

I gave five dollars to the face

Behind a cardboard sign and couldn’t…

Help

but weep

At my electronic paradise and the denim

A ninety pound stranger on a shiny paper sign sold to me.

I wonder who you are, America.

I only know you as a dollar sign.

© 2008 Nicolette


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Nicolette
Nicolette

Mankato, MN



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