
Living, Breathing,
Getting around, over, under and through
Obstacles in the way
Fires complicating all of the above
Scorched homes, businesses and schools
Lungs of various degrees of health suffering
One man with a pocket full of matches and a lighter
A felony record, up from Arizona
Why was he here?
Why wasn’t he monitored?
Who knows the mind of a troubled soul
Or a government slashing programs
Right and left, up and down
As if these were obstacles in the way
Of billionaires lining their pockets.