North American Dreaming: Panhandler
William Burkholder's poem raises the question as to whether panhandlers are what they seem to be.
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Cardboard sign,
Held by un-gloved hands,
" No home, no job, no food, please help."
Standing at highway on ramp,
Blending in,
Standing out,
From curbside refuse.
Stop light assembly line,
One at a time,
Nickels , dimes, and quarters.
Dollars counted at the end of the day,
Counting,
As he walks to his Mercedes
And drives away.
