Front Row Tickets to Mainstreet

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This poem is from my book "One of the Guise" Written back in the 90's. I remember sitting on a window ledge watching this person sitting on a bench watching the activities going on on main street. That was the inspiration. Copyright 1998

In a crowded room filled with high society, and In the facade of decadence, plays the Back Street Symphony Winos falling asleep covered in yesterdays news A lone saxaphone player, playing the blues Neon signs and desinger lines are giving him his cues He says "I've paid my dues" I've got front row tickets to mainstreet Walkin' by, don't know who you'll meet A freak show on every corner A broken heart walks on as a mourner In a darkened alley you can hear him pray Searching for a Savior with some words and a brown bag Can anyone spare some change for me? There goes the prom queen, is it a dream? Hell is open twenty-four hours a day I have front row tickets to main street Watching the devils' choir earn their keep There tearing down the walls in LA There's a hooker on display, on main street

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