Who Are The Poor People?

Porphyry presents us with the ingredient

for locating distant shores at night.

 

Signs strike time

embellished with the engrossing thicket

since reams of tasks pile high

and roam the sky

until the time takes nine-to-five.

 

Righteousness links to the roving reporter

as links are made

between the eco-task and poor people.

 

Who are the poor people?

Stroding down the lane

triff

strings of lacing pyres

burn blackness into skies

etched with red ochre orange streaks.

 

And underneath the proven scales

are trenches of like-minded truths.

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