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Signs of the Times
across North America
hand held pieces of cardboard
crudely lettered
or
painstakingly printed
express
the lived poetry of poverty
no
home
no job
no money
no food
and name
preventable diseases
untreated
because
of inability
to pay for relief or healing
signs
reaching
from the Atlantic
to the Pacific
please help
God bless you
have
a good day
God bless
please help
signs
call to us
beg
plead
pray
for
a meagre
but heroic
response
give to all who ask
but
they want my money for alcohol
they want my money for drugs
give
to all who ask
but they want my money for alcohol
they want my
money for drugs
give to all who ask
but there's too many
of
these
signs that disclose
and subvert
by their very
understatement
the social extermination
of human beings
their
sheer physical presence
their faces
their eyes
their likeness
pierce
our entertainments
pierce our wastefulness
our priorities
our
conscience
a blind man
homeless
holds a sign
and sees
through us
so deeply and clearly
we can't stand it
and
demand
public space be made private
and these living signs
driven
elsewhere
anywhere
nowhere
by more bylaws
by more police
these
living signs
anger
they terrify
because they reflect
our own
possibilities
in this anti0human economic system
no food
no
job
no money
no home
so we need more zones of exclusion
more
censorship of human beings
who hold these signs of the times
because
they
hold them
for us
all
Bud Osborne has been a social activist for
nearly 40 years. He was instrumental in founding harm reduction
organizations like Vancouver Area Network of Drug Useres, and Grief to
Action. He has published five books of poetry - here is a poem from his
latest book Signs of the Times (available
for purchase through Anvil Press in Vancouver)











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