He is young, slender, tall
His stance is firm
In fact, nothing about him is sloppy at all.
His head is bare, his raven hair neat
his shoulders squared.
His back is straight
he stands at ease, feet slightly apart.
His sunburnt features appear calm;
yet, his expression is closed; his eyes cast down.
Held chest high, his placard announces to a frenetically
rushing, indifferent world:
Have a wife, have a child,
have no work, no money -
please be kind -
food, clothes, money, work,
any help will do -
may God bless you...
And there, but for the grace of God, stand you or I.
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