May I Wipe Your Windscreen Please?
May I wipe your windscreen please?
Just for a few cents, a piece of bread or a slice of cheese
I know your wiper blades work, but so does my wiper
Can’t you see I am hustling? Or is it too hard to decipher
I don’t want to sound rude, but you can be a bit more subtle with the rejection
Can’t you show a homeless boy a bit of love, a small fraction of affection?
I know I am dirty, and my clothing is raggedy
But life for me has been quite devastatingly
You see, my father died when I was 6 years of age
My mother got hooked on drugs and lost me to the state
I have been moved to 14 state homes in 14 years
I have suffered, abuse, molestation, reject. It is as if no one cares
I decided to make life on the streets, hustling daily to eat
Hijacking windscreens as they come to a stop on the streets
Many times people call the cops on us
Saying we have harassed them, but God knows we did nothing of such
All I have is this bottle of soap water and this windscreen wiper
I have to make at least 10 dollars before the traffic gets lighter
So you see, it is not my intention to bother you in your nice motor vehicle
Go ahead, continue sip you coffee while I make you windshield clean and almost invisible
I have become an expert now, I am the fastest windscreen wiper in town
But quite efficient and clean, there is no other wiper like me around
Thank you, thank much for this dollar, have a good day
Now here comes another motorist, I better wipe this one right away.
© 2018 Clive Williams