Get to the Ditch

by William Schroeder

Yes, I came

And I seen

A Babylon

In the street

Not alone

Or in a dream

Another person

Stuck in the stream

The broom are shakin'

And the dirt obscene

Against abandoned

Boxes they lean

The ragged denim

In their jeans

Tell twenty stories

All of them mean

Get to the ditch

Pray for some rain

And let the river

Wash life away

Spare them a nickel

If you have a dime

Spend for the future

But you can't change time

Teeth like black keys

Filter the wine

Half empty drink cups

Half as full as mine

Get to the ditch

Pray for some rain

And let the river

Wash life away

Puppies and kittens

Get taken home

The dusty people

Aren't ever known

A cement pillow

A piece of foam

Anger's a blanket

If the curb's a home

Get to the ditch

Pray for some rain

And let the river

Wash life away

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