Dust pickers

Opinionated action of this nation

Cannot be told of the hypocrisy in the south

Church

Beer

Chicken

Women up on a pole

Misinterpreted free

Distorted by the distraction of the gladiators smashing helmets and bodies while the rich rip through the old towns left dying to the new age of iphones and obesity

Until the government falls to pieces under this consumerism dust gathering

While housewives and old men walk across the concrete slabs stretching from here and more

You would never know poverty unless you were the carney men and women living it

Underground peddlers of the old pieces lost to the races of new and modern

Contemporary hipsters

Backwards thinkers

Seen value in the worst of this world

Naivety

Misguided trust in the people

I cannot hold

Just like the hand of a woman who sells fur coats and beauty to the vain widows

Lost loves to wars of the rich and loquacious

I can see backwards in the metal and skin of these men as they might have seen me through future tales

Angered and frustrated as the dust pickers walk across the southeast