The influence of modern art
He walks alone, shuffles
Among the roadside grass verges
Back home I hear
My fiftieth shirt is ironed
He, of no fixed abode
He has only the one outfit
Warhol, I learn, rose
From impoverishment
Nowhere man regresses
Beyond that place it seems
Explain progress, if you will
On your victors despatch box
Explain care in the community
To charities for the homeless
Yes he may wake in the sun
Wander beneath blue skies
Today he may feel warmth
For his time of observation
Yet as I cruise, in my sedan
Return to the heated hotel pool
I ponder on freezing cold winters
Being befuddled by how to engage
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