I pledge allegiance to the flag
outside of your three story house.
Don’t look at the woman hauling trash,
she’s walking three miles south.
Give us this day, our Coke and beer,
so others may redeem five cents.
Along the highway, she hefts her work,
to cash in, but not to pay rent.
© C.L. Quigley
end of the railway 
Such a poem of meaning. Wow amazing
why ~ thank you, ange…!
no problems. And i really meant it
Wow! makes me think.
why thank you, Arvilla. good to hear.
It’s only when we see others that we truly see ourselves. Nice work!
Truth to that, Tameka. Thanks for visiting, I’m glad you’re here!
You’re welcome. It was my pleasure!
Powerful, so true.
why thank you, Erica!
A very striking poem. I especially like, give us this day, our coke and beer. Thanks. k.
thank you, ManicD! i appreciate your feedback.