Contemplation of Career Change
Spewn altercation in a public park
A diffident passerby, becomes the mark
I reveal truth bombs while a bird sprays
We catch them off guard, nobody stays
The clock strikes ten, still no respect again
I stand toward the sign in the sky, “repent”
Fresh cardboard hidden behind a dumpster
I hold the “End is Nigh” until supper
Is this work helping? I feel heavy doubts
Landlord locks my door, I settle accounts
Last of the stash falls like feathers on my chest
Next day a woman says, “Friend, be blessed.”
Ten coins tickle the edges of my round tin
But it’s her smile helping me shine from within
My conscience secure, my spirit renewed
A bird targets from above, changing my mood
Copyright © 2020 by Matt Antis. Originally published in Poet’s Guild’s Poem-A-Day on December 31, 2020, by Ink Jot Kingdom.
