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Five Dollar Coffee

Five dollar coffee
 
I say to him why don’t you
check into a hospital, man,
are you schizophrenic I think
he says yes but he was just
trying to get close enough
to my table to bend over
and pick up a cigarette butt
off of the floor.
I say lock him up
not cuz he’s evil
but because he doesn’t
stand a chance
is this freedom that
you’re giving him
letting him wander the sidewalks
of The USA from trashcan
to trashcan?
Lock him up.
Give him a bath
and some clean clothes.
Feed him.
Find out what his mental illness is.
Give him his meds.
Teach him something
that could make him useful
to not only himself, but to all of us.
How much longer can you sit back
and watch a man eat from a trashcan
while you sip on your five dollar coffee?
 
Mikel K
February 13, 2003

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