Fortune’s Wheel
Fortune’s wheel turns with thunder’s sway
I’m seventeen, homeless, can you help me
With a dollar
Seventeen, dollar
Homeless, dollar
Help me, dollar
The mighty wheel rumbles beneath
Streets paved with grime and magic
Heard, seen, but not helped
Seventeen grumbles
Got to get off this train
The city pitiless, the city cashless
The wheel’s roaring
Doll smashing, dog lashing, lights limn
Avenues paved with magic and time.
Notes:
“Fortune’s Wheel” from The Beloved Community, copyright 2023 by Patricia Spears Jones, used by permission of Copper Canyon Press, www.coppercanyonpress.org.
Source:
Poetry
(October 2023)
