Poor poetry, soaring smile of hungry kid
Dad’s gone
Mom’s scared.
Say Cheese! Kid …
He’s the new poster child for poverty
Bright high gloss kid reproduced a thousand times
For subway walls
Church bookstores
Magazines
It’s a necessary part of doing business
Making something happen
Helping us do the posturing and pretending
That flexes our guilt muscles
And opens our purse
Never the less, in this mean time
God does whatever it takes
To love his kids
Every one of them
