Do You See Us?

On the mall

We are dressed darkly

You think that we should be brooding

Focused on death

But we are laughing

Do you think it may be at you?

It could be that this is our way

Of celebrating life

On the street

We are poorly dressed

Our hands are out to ask for help

Dreads hanging down

Guitar case open

You may find us entertaining

But would you invite us in?

You pass and move on

In your suburb

A family watching

Their belongings tossed out

Eyes filled with tears

Broken toys scattered

Would you wonder for just a second

In the future could this be you?

And you drive home

Marching en mass

Signs held high

With a mix of random slogans

All in protest

An unruly mob

Could they be talking to you?

You know it’s not your doing

So you rest easy

And I sit here

Hands on keys

Typing a prayer to the Universe

Sitting comfortably

Not poor nor rich

In my own way trying to state

That if you hold out your hand

You reach us all