Thursday, March 31, 2005

The Tramp On The Street

Waikiki

Some angels in paradise have fallen. Amidst all the tourists, surfers and high-priced real estate co-exists the shabby people, those who are living a dream on a shoestring and a prayer. The other people, some disturbed, others just living in the moment, with all their possessions in a cart, or a backpack. The woman at a chessboard under a pavilion by the beach, always there, always writing, or muttering. The bunny lady, with a wagon with rabbits in cages, out for their morning stroll, and others - sleeping it off, or just waiting. Some are industrious, collecting bottles; some are prone to trouble, but not as many as it would seem. The poor will always be with us, sometimes a only few bad breaks are all that separate us from one caste or another. The old band played a song about that, we were too close to the scene ourselves at the time to deny its presence...

By Professor Batty



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