Scraps

Rain
how it floods the soul
where profanities bubble up from deep cracks
of past and present
over the surface
yet letting something of a piercing grace
take its place.

Cheers
Here's to the outcasts and castaways
the derelicts and lepers
to the refugees and vagabonds
Cheers
Oh how you travel such roads of color
Will none comprehend?
You are a monument against arrogant eyes
standing for the core of humanity.
You are the light of the world.
Let us drink in better days.