Street Wise



A cool misty air awakening
One breath of freshness
I realize, 
Will not suffice

I listen to hostility since my escape
The portals in my hell
Are paying for my absence

The tirade rages on
And I feel as if the sky
Is trembling with me
As we both begin
To weep our rain

"Cruelty is waiting" I say out loud 

I hear a voice respond,
"Then let it wait" 

I quickly turn, to see a man
Smiling at me, and calling me lass
While motioning with his head
Towards freedom

"Let's walk Poll"
I am mesmerized
As I gaze towards
His destination of peace
And compassion

This gray mirror tempts me
I tell myself it's only the street
And even though, I know that it is not -

I understand that it is safe

I reach my arm
Back into the fire
And the anxiety
From my stupidity
Is brought mercifully
To an abrupt end
Upon the withdraw
Of my umbrella

And as he takes it
From my shaking hands
I hear his voice
Upon my ear, whispering
"Un paraguas, muy bien"

Silence walks with us for a while
Until we come upon some luck
Which we spot at the same time
He reaches the penny in the street first
But only because he pushes me

I wanted to cry,
For from his touch
There came no pain 

Or threats...

Just laughter

And as his hand came towards me
I did not flinch 
Softly, I can feel him
Touching behind my ear 
Then he holds the penny 
Before my eyes

But never says... 

A Penny for your thoughts 

For Pennies from the street are wise 

And knowing