The quiet man

I am a quiet man.

I do, as I'm told and try, when I can, to help my fellow man...

by turning the channel, when I see the news.

Bypassing the people on the streets, in weathered clothes,

holding condensed-milk tins as, tithes cans.

Singing a “will work for food” blues.

I am the law-abiding human stock.

I am, 'rich mans’ collateral.

Dollar sign$.

The unacknowledged,

angst ridden, and psyche, pillaged.

Another sheep in the fold, following, aimlessly, to that "double talk" blind

news, lost flock.

©I.M "the muse."

The misinformed, mislead and abused.

Quietly awaiting my next chance to be used.