Pushing a battered shopping cart
along a sandy boardwalk,
he goes about his daily business.
Making stops at every barrel and bin,
he rummages through the waste and rubbish
that others have left behind.
Stabbing at tin cans with a pointed stick,
he retrieves his treasures.
With gloved hand, he fishes out bottles
and tosses them into his stolen wagon.
A scavenger we think,
paying him no mind, as he appears no more
than a beggar to those of sophistication.
A beggar? No, he asks for nothing.
He only takes what some no longer want.
For this is how he earns his keep.
© 2016, Lina Rehal. All rights reserved.
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