Mobility of Class

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Going 35 miles per hour along a smooth road

Lined with evergreen lawns

Shiny, sparkling SUVs and sedans zoom past

While pink faces stroll leisurely

In creased jeans and crisp polo shirts

I look down at my blouse missing a few stitches

And my shoes, sun-stained and tattered

Different shades of brown walk up and down the aisle

My stomach grumbles it’s greetings

Yet another hunger deepens

I brush lint off my ill-fitting slacks

As we slow to a halt

Will I ever make it to the other side of the glass

Or am I doomed to forever look through it


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