I'Ll Call...
"...where are we going mommy..."
"...shhh..."
Through crowded streets past fish and feet
Around the hen picked up near the men
Under the awning and around the fruit
Past the begging blind man's suit we went.
"... Doctor..." she whispered.
And set me down my feet to the ground
Then all I could see were shoes.
Mommy has boots but the doctor has none.
Just ten dirty toes shine through the sun...
"... please..." she whispered.
Picked up again and away to the dark.
On a rooms cold floors that smelled like bark
I was set to sit down. But my head hit ground.
"... do they know I'm here..."
The light angled back and shrank to small
Two knees moved on as the last toe said...
"... I'll call..."
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