Moving Trucks
there it is a big truck
carrying heavy loads
baring the burden of sordid molds
entrenched in the decadence of harden folds
and devastating stories that few have told
only for the residents to let go,
move on and live there no more
they rest in driveways, alleys and street curbs
neighbors watch, ever chirping like birds
eviction is sweeping the block
picking the faithful lock
changing the haves
to the have-nots
packing up family pictures
that once sat on living room shelves
taking garden gnomes and santa’s elves
all the hope is dispelled
stacking up dressers, chairs, TV’s and couches
glass figurines, antiques and mouses
formerly full dwellings
turned into empty houses
Love always, Esha ❤
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