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Jack Nobody

With chilled and calloused hands, he climbs onto the heavy city dumpster, and forces open the steel container. Peering into the darkness, of green plastic bags fastened with orange ribbon, he eagerly unfastens his prize package and fingers its contents of broken crusts and pizza sauce, which he stuffs eagerly inside his bulky duffel coat.. Again, he reaches deep and pulls out discarded soda cans and sheets of yesterday's papers which will serve as his blanket for the coming night Snow has started to fall in the early morning dawn as carefully he steps down and turns toward the wagging tail of his three-legged dog Moses. Slowly, the two of them trudge back along the cobblestone alley to face yet another day on the streets of desolation..

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 11/17/2008 4:55:00 PM
Sad, but Jack Nobody was somebody's baby and somebody's pride and joy. Jack Nobody may have had pride and joys of his own. I like these poems that touch on the harsh realities. There are too many judges in this world and too little kindness. You show your heart and it's one of this world's blessings. God Bless, Valerie. Vince
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