The dump

The dump

is not a dump

for you

You’ve never

been there,

never passed through

Yet you throw

away

what you should save

And you save

the dying day

And in place

of the scavenger

or refuse maker

You hold on hard,

life taker

When if you

should

simply let go

A dump

would take away

the old

And in its place

would appear

the new

Till some other dump

took that

too.

7/6/09