Streets of Gold - Poem #14
A Poem by toritto
Paki cabbie
one fare more
drives in Manhattan
dreams of Lahore
Tiffin man
washes dishes
catches the subway
Lakshmi wishes
Mexico’s son
picks the ground
tomatoes today
a penny a pound
Latina domestica
behind the gates
cares for the children
while her own son waits
A poet of Haiti
lost soul of Jeremie
scribbles in a notebook
washes cars in Miami
Paki cabbie
Tiffin run
Haiti’s poet
Mexico’s son
Give me your tired, your poor
your tempest tossed
I’ll put them to work
at well below cost.
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© 2018 toritto
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Added on July 29, 2018
Last Updated on July 29, 2018
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