In abandoned factories gather abandoned people
who no longer do anything with abandon.
The massive conveyor system of steady employment
has broken, the machinery of work has ground
to a halt, the rope unravels that leads to hope.
Wealth begets wealth. Like hand-me-downs, only poverty
gets redistributed among the poor.
See? A rich person is unlike any other, distinguishable,
but a poor person is like all others, extinguishable.
The large man in the photo crouching
in the dimly lit corner, he could be a couch-surfing teen,
an orphan, or turned another way, a single mom.
