Trash

the black bags
sit on the pavement
waiting to be collected

the discarded contents
concealed within
withheld from view protected

the used the abused
consumed products
bought enjoyed spent

red lights late night
the tricks the pimps the trade
everyone pays the rent

work it, buy it, spend it, trash it

the black bags
sit on the pavement
waiting to be collected

Penned by
Scarecrow Joe
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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Agustin Avatar
November 11, 2025 at 8:59 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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January 30, 2016 at 7:22 PM
Mark, A great pleasure to find and read your pen today. Love -- SKAT --
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