Seeking Shelter (a poem)

my family is not a dynasty

nor do we have any moguls among us –

just average folk stumbling

in supermarkets, falling in dirty

stadium parking lots

searching for Black Friday deals

to forget the darkest days

when the market crashed

& all the cash we had stashed

was seized by government thugs

with blood-shot eyes & sharp teeth,

who told us to run to gold hills

& seek shelter elsewhere

(Photo by Aperture Vintage on Unsplash)


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