Hey, we have a juggler
He’s not very good
He needs to try three balls, two is kind of lame
They juggle for tips
He’s not very good, he keeps dropping them
You would have to pay me to watch him… heh heh
Why aren’t they in school

Young
they are
five, maybe seven
the walk the narrow line
between the cars
stopped in morning traffic at the lights
jumping back as
the commuters move on
They ply their trade
trying
to coax
enough change
just
to
eat

Do you think
they understand
those who sit in judgement
High and warm
and fed
in their private bus
the realities
of street life
for these
the youngest
of the homeless