I found an empty whiskey bottle in the park
nestled on a bed of tarnished leaves
where children play until it gets dark.
Squirrels climb on an oak tree bark;
Fall is here! You can feel it in the breeze.
I found an empty whiskey bottle in the park.
At night, there are those who stay in the park.
They sleep on a bed of fallen leaves
where children play until it gets dark.
Signs: No Dogs, No Alcohol, Do not Park.
You start to feel the squeeze.
I found an empty whiskey bottle in the park.
I see strays who make their mark
on trees that shed their leaves,
where children play until it gets dark.
In this world for the happy and hapless
I hear a cop yell at a man to “freeze!”
I found an empty whiskey bottle in the park,
where children play until it gets dark.