Tuesday, June 18, 2019

Unconditioned by Dan Provost

Watching a dog
being fed scraps from
a homeless man…

You see this and cry—
Leaving the empty street
hating the human condition.

A vagabond on his last legs.
Only companion a feeble mutt…

Sins of nothing but
awful survival.






About Dan Provost: 

Dan Provost's poetry has been published throughout the small press for many years.  He is the author of nine books and lives in Berlin, New Hampshire with his wife, Laura--and their Bichon Frisce...Bella.

1 comment:

  1. Quite possibly one of many a microcosm in our society!!

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