Delta40
09-16-2010, 05:28 PM
his name was Adrian
and he founded
a town for the homeless
Off the main street
where everyday life thrived
a battered sign
pointed the way
for lost souls to dwell
Well intentioned folk
packed food to donate
and stood outside
the condemned building
till Adrian arrived
to escort them
only those in the know
could read the wire fences
and lead them to
the home of the homeless
they balanced precariously
along steel girders
they stumbled on crumbling brick
Adrian laughed at their awkwardness
and said the price of entry
was at least a twisted ankle
he felt the fenceline till he found the tear
and ushered the 'tourists' in
a giant deepfryer bubbled
the greasy tang of chips
as two people peeled and cut
another person served the many
waiting in line with bowl in hands
They took the food offered anyway
hugged Adrian, who blessed them
He pointed further down
the crumbling rubble
and insisted his small business
operated in the ruins of peoples hearts
to corner a viable market
on the plight of lowerarchy
Business for him was not
about reaping profit
Adrian smiled and said because of him
the homeless eat the best chips in town
and he founded
a town for the homeless
Off the main street
where everyday life thrived
a battered sign
pointed the way
for lost souls to dwell
Well intentioned folk
packed food to donate
and stood outside
the condemned building
till Adrian arrived
to escort them
only those in the know
could read the wire fences
and lead them to
the home of the homeless
they balanced precariously
along steel girders
they stumbled on crumbling brick
Adrian laughed at their awkwardness
and said the price of entry
was at least a twisted ankle
he felt the fenceline till he found the tear
and ushered the 'tourists' in
a giant deepfryer bubbled
the greasy tang of chips
as two people peeled and cut
another person served the many
waiting in line with bowl in hands
They took the food offered anyway
hugged Adrian, who blessed them
He pointed further down
the crumbling rubble
and insisted his small business
operated in the ruins of peoples hearts
to corner a viable market
on the plight of lowerarchy
Business for him was not
about reaping profit
Adrian smiled and said because of him
the homeless eat the best chips in town