by Jerry Ratch


A man bows his head

and crosses his chest

before crossing the street

and the rain keeps falling

on his bare blue shirt

and on top of his head


The taxis will not stop

The light's still red

as the man waits

for the sign of the hands

and the rain keeps falling

on top of his head


when a woman

sitting inside a café

arches her back

and thrusts out her chest

for the men to see


She reaches up and places

her palms at both sides

underneath them

for she is pleased

and the men admire

what God has provided


And the hands say go forth

and the light says walk

and the taxis wait

for all to pass

and everything begins

moving forward again

from this world into the next