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Pizza Please

October 5, 2016

 

 

His sign screamed

HUNGRY!

 

Under the freeway

He sat and asked

For help

 

No money needed

Just food

 

I had pizza for later

But later for me

Was present for him

 

“Tough luck today?”

 

“You could say that”

He muttered

 

Pizza?

A small nod

Leads to a toss

Of the tinfoiled pieces

Of pizza

purchased last night.

 

He let out a dejected

“Thanks”

 

He looked battered and bruised

 

I’d seen him countless times

Same red hat

Same sad state

 

The streets can do that to a man

 

Green means go

So as the light turned

I left him

Feeling happy to help

A man who needed a little luck

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