What does poverty sound like?
Drops of rain on a tin can
The rustle of the plastic bag man
The sound of trains you can?t hear
even though the tracks, for years
pass right next to your ear.

It sounds like the cars
Other people use to go
to places you will never know.
Or the crunch of the regular fight
the neighbors Have every night.

It sounds like the soft chill
As it blows through
The blanket with holes
made by the moth
Or  loneliness in my bones
with its wings of soft cloth.

It sounds like the sound
the heart makes
When it grates
Against the city walls
where the trees are
only murals.