I saw a girl with purple hair
and vivid violet lips,
and thought this look so suited her,
I stared and nearly tripped.
Two lovers argued face to face
with words as sharp as knives.
Then he surrendered with embrace,
and there they stayed entwined.
A bike messenger flew by fast
singing the Marseillaise.
His loud shout as he passed,
“L’étendard sanglant est levé!”
A school of suits and leather shoes
swam by in harried haste.
Power lunches with lots of booze
Seemed de rigueur today.
A hawker barked, “New ‘Street Sense’ news!
Two dollars we suggest.
Help the homeless, please do,
Good day and may God bless.”
A homeless man asked help for food,
just a snack to get by.
I bought him a bowl of beef stew
and slice of apple pie.