Salvation Army Donation Box
When the SUVs pulled up
to the Salvation Army
donation box at Wal-Mart
I felt proud of Americans-
generous people, caring
folks, sharing abundant wealth.
Unselfishly bighearted
liberals driving shiny new
Toyatas, Escalades, Jeeps,
Humvees, Navigators-
all manner of high-end
expensive flashy rides.
Then weirdly, I noticed that
most would take instead of give-
rummaging like wharf rats
through piles of donated stuff-
clothing, electronics, cookbooks,
broken dolls, space heaters, an
array of eitchen midden-
a mound of domestic refuse,
a muckheap of human waste
passed on to the needy.
Like scavengers in a Tijuana
landfill, they’d quietly steal
away their new- found treasures
in the bowels of their shiny
cars and sneak away. I guess
the rich have always stolen
from the poor at Christmas time.
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