the tourists with their T-shirt souvenirs...
the vendors with their carts of crafts and wares...
exclusive shops boast latest haute couteur....
the posers sip espressos while they glare
at homeless people wearing ragged clothes;
the sidewalk promenade their only home.
the street performers randomly impose...
houdinis, mimes and drummers chanting poems...
i wander Santa Monica appalled
at dearth of any lasting worth it holds.
perhaps some vain magician has enthralled
the populace. - enchanted, scammed and fooled!
compassion's banished from these streets of gold;
as other travesty that can't be sold.
the vendors with their carts of crafts and wares...
exclusive shops boast latest haute couteur....
the posers sip espressos while they glare
at homeless people wearing ragged clothes;
the sidewalk promenade their only home.
the street performers randomly impose...
houdinis, mimes and drummers chanting poems...
i wander Santa Monica appalled
at dearth of any lasting worth it holds.
perhaps some vain magician has enthralled
the populace. - enchanted, scammed and fooled!
compassion's banished from these streets of gold;
as other travesty that can't be sold.