A girl in Gucci and a guy in rags

Stand on a corner

The girl is waiting for the light to change

The guy is waiting for a lot more to change

Her lips are painted with high gloss

And unshed sobs

His lips are painted with steep loss

And words society robs

She carries a real leather purse

He carries a real heavy thirst

They don’t look at each other


She doesn’t see his sign

It’s cardboard and says ‘help me’

He doesn’t hear her mind

In it, she screams ‘save me’

An ambulance speeds by

Sirens blaring

They both look up