Tick tock, the Housing Clock
Running to the end of the year
and ruefully in thought, idling, on what was
promised, yet still undone.
No wish to think on the subject
Just want to forget it
and bury
even the spark of recall.
How smart to obliterate
the existence of a thought
promised to be done.
It does not affect anyone
Only the people waiting
to be housed,
to build a home,
to be more stabilized
and a part of
the total one city
of D.C.
So, when you
leave task undone,
remember me,
left out in the cold
waiting for the heat
of the glistening sun,
seeking warmth,
food,
clothing,
and shelter
to keep from getting sick
and
dying faster.
And so we ask, plead, and demand:
FIX THE HOUSING CRISIS
so it can go off the
New Year’s Promise to Come.
Get the Job Done!
Expenses are Dumb!