Struggle

He�s an old man
Pushing a shopping cart
filled with empty cans,
his life savings.
So he struggles
in the hot sun
to get it over a curb.
Struggles to push
the heavy cart forward.
Struggles to light
his cigarette
Struggles to get
a can, from my trash container.
For some reasons
I envy him
and his struggle.
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