Nine percent

These are my kind of people
those on the street, lined people,
the ones you only see in your mind people,
the ones who have slipped through the net.

I never forget and perhaps that’s a blessing
that there are worse places to be than in my
present setting.

and I’m sending out a cheer
for those who were and
are no longer here,
raising a beer to them
because it’s the least I
can do.

© 2020, John Smallshaw.