Got a Light?A Poem by PeteHowever mean your life is, meet it and live it; do not shun it and call it hard names. It is not so bad as you are. - Thoreau![]() The depressed mecca where I've currently been deposited without a passbook is at best alarming. Spent beer cans, booze bottles, cigarettes, needles, condoms and smashed-dream lottery tickets litter the despondent streets. Handwritten, cardboard signs plead lost causes. Not only would they kill me for a cigarette here, they'd want a light too ... © 2020 PeteAuthor's Note
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