The election

It is evening and I have shared
too little in the current of the day.
All I have done is cast my vote
for the party of least greed.
No coins for the desperate ones
at the intersection or the
busy souls at the coffee shop,
for I have not been that way today.
No telephone calls or messages,
not even much thought for friends,
and my prayers of the morning,
so thin I scarcely remember them.
All I have done is read the news
and dry in dross of too many
thoughts of self.
Two blue jays come at dusk
to the feeder and call out to me.
But it is too late. I have shared
too little in the current of the day.
All I have done is cast my vote
for the party of least greed.

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