Homeless man and rich girl, subway, ny
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After moving to NYC from Brazil, about 14 years ago, I still can't help but marvel at the magical mix that makes this city what it is. It trully is a place where all religions, races, lifestyles, ideals, manage to survive in peace in an almost utopian way. So that is what I wanted to celebrate, its diversity. To show to others the NYC that does not fit the tourist stereotypes of what this city is about, and to validate some ideas of what New York City really has to offer.
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I am poet visiting NYC this week. I wrote a poem. I am sharing it with you because I googled for an image to go with it and found this one. I hope u like the poem.
Sarah F
The city sounded two voices
One is filled with the ideal self
Questing and finding and fulfilling
All sorts of highly visible desires
The other talks only to self
The homeless man people choose not to see
Worn and weary he sits by me
And I hear him speak on with darting eyes
In an incomprehensible murmur
Here is the city’s shadow
Its unacknowledged madness
It is in the man no one will look in the eye
Can I look backwards to see what he was
Or forwards to what he might become?
The other voice sounds over the top
Of this ever-present soundtrack
So few people hear it but it rises up
In the nightmares of the respectable
In every act of urban violence
In ever instance of self-loathing
It is unconscious and so dangerous
It is perpetual and so powerful
It confirms the rich in their identity
It covers the vulnerable in their insecurity
The city sounded two voices
I heard it as I sat by the homeless man
I held his gaze only for a few seconds
And was wounded by his madness
I left him talking to himself
Drinking the coffee he purchased
That made him equal with me
I turn and see him looking through glass
Our eyes searching space
For home or a place to hide?
The city sounded two voices tonight
And as I advance into the neon light
The murmur of his words rest
Upon the swell of an inner tide
But as I walk on they slip down
Disappearing forever into the soundless deep
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