Sign Language
I averted my eyes
A nobody,
out on the road,
asking for help
I averted my eyes,
when he was not
With his fingers,
I heard him say,
to a man,
trapped behind the light,
“Food to eat
Roof over my head
Anything would help”
Moved his hands in the air
Light turned green
In the mirror,
I heard his fingers again
“Food to eat
Roof over my head
Anything would help,”
said to a man,
trapped behind the light
Moved his hands in the air
Gave him a good scare
A dollar here, a dollar there,
ten dollars at the most
