Neck tattoos
ink on his chest
Pitbull on lead
with him you don't mess
white collar
slicked back blonde hair
driving a fast car
he just doesn't care
bare feet, ragged clothes
out of her head
on booze and drugs
I suppose
he's got big muscles
a beautiful wide grin
get him on our team
'cause he's gunna win
long grey hair
tied up in a bun
wrinkled hands
doesn't know how anything's done
beautiful tall woman
sparkly long dress
the worlds at her feet
so, she's happy I guess
our paradigms they tell us
what to expect
but don't judge the cover
you haven't read the book yet
the man with tats
a counsellor by day
helps the grinner
to know it's okay
he doesn't feel like a winner
the grey haired old lady
teaches classes to
paint beautiful art
to the man in the fast car
with the sad broken heart
the girl with the bare feet
no, not on drugs
she's homeless and helpless
and just needs some love
the lady, in the sparkly dress
can't do what she chooses
'cause the sequins and makeup
hide black and blue bruises
we see what we think
but their shoes we're not in
look a little deeper
past our minds
and their grin.
Wendy Bremner
