What If Thanksgiving Celebrated 365 Days a Year Part Ii
to dirt poor anonymous guerillas G.I. Jane or G.I. Joe
who cross paths with each other,
even those one doth not know
when ordinary biases, callousness,
denigration...doth full low
out the mouths of hoity toity MainLiners
towards working class people - mow
awe less trying to remain financially afloat,
and with plea for handout
would receive an emphatic NO!
Thee exception to unspoken aristocratic rule
arising on feted buzz
feed ding occasions where oboe
players invoke cobra to deliver riches galore to the 'po
whom sincerely show gratitutde,
yet wonder why status quo
reserves select calendrical dates for handouts
proffered after standing in a row
of similarly bereft individuals aware at stark
outpouring overt nurture minded, humanity
(with perchance a guest appearance by Sean Hannity),
this public denouement,
an atypical venue for his television show
where generosity spills forth
from said personality and others alike
blithely, demonstrably, fortuitously, happily,
jubilantly, lovingly, modestly, poignantly,
where an announcer speaks thru a mike
to open their doors and hearts asper,
those down and out
pushing belongings along the pea king pike
of broken tureens with
only a mangy dog as companionship,
and though I admit tubby hyperbolical,
hypocritical, hypothetical
hypoteneuse of hippopotamus
no charity less valuable then self and spouse,
whom both experience spike
in anxiety since net income purportedly
below the poverty level, though we reside
within subsidized housing (outliers
here at 2 Highland Manor Drive),
Page Number Three
yet random acts of an effortless smile,
cordial greeting to passersby, or
waving fellow drivers right of way,
such minimally polite services today,
the most within my limited monetary hi say
means, which behavior aye strive ray
dee to maintain zero cost politesse,
which cost nada cent, but doth pay
highest dividends,
which reciprocal acknowledge may
be the greatest reward,
whether or not a response elicited tis quite o kay
the satisfaction arising breeching comfort zone
viz exposure therapy lighting up gray
matter analogous to a cerebral Christmas tree
and any regret avoided, asper congenial efforts
generate “hi” kickstarts my day.
Copyright © Matthew Harris | Year Posted 2017
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