“Can you spare me some change, brother?”

The parched and thirsty,

still walk the soul-less avenues,

and the alleys of want and hunger.

 

Empty and barren,

coursing through heartless streets of need and despair.

 

“Change will come”,

said the promise of Freedom and Democracy and of Capitalism with a Conscience.

 

“change will come in time”.

Yes.

Change comes.

Sometimes,

when scratching through pockets,

for some change.