Sandwichboard Man

SANDWICH BOARD MAN His role in the street Tells everything about The café nearby With a painted message “Eat at Luigi’s” And a big false hand In blue plastic, with finger Pointing to the café You see only head and feet Shabby hat and outworn shoes. All between is hidden - A walking wooden prism A wooden prison He walks to and fro Never speaking, never smiling His soul contained Between two mute boards Telling nothing of His role in life