GARBAGE

if you really want to know what a person is like 
then you'd best to busy yourself 
with rummaging through his garbage, 
for in what he sees so little in as to 
dispose of will tell you what his tastes in consumables 
and what his metabolism is like

it reveals to you the essential him at his core 
be he whether wealthy or poor

the effluence of society as a whole is a wonder to behold 
everything from the furnishings they dispose of 
to cans filled to overflow with wilted flowers and 
rotting egg shells
and enough edible food to feed teeming hordes of the
wretched and poor of the earth/
the putrid smell stabs your nose

this waste is the price de pay for being alive 
and once disposed of it becomes the domain of another, 
be he a scavenger or the public or private sanitation man 
for whom it generates a means of employ

can garbage impart a tinge of the regal? 
it's a subjective matter, you know 
for the disposals of the wealthy become the possessions 
of the poor

and for the garbage of the poor 
with little to spare 
well, garbage is just that:
garbage
plain and simple without a second thought...