An American Janitor
Who am I
but the janitor of America
who finds calm in my stride
who works for this great Nation
of Peace and Hope
by filling each Honorable drop with salt
as to grasp the handle
of a mop and broom
where dreams often begin
along this trodden linoleum path of liberty.
Freedom I say I shine.
A Patriot as far as these
clean, flung stars.
Danny P. Barbare
Danny P. Barbare has recently worked as a janitor. His poems have appeared all over the world. He has been published over 800 times locally and abroad. Most recently in El Portal, Huizache, The Aurorean, Columbia College Literary Journal, and many more. He grew up and lives in Greenville, SC.
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Thankyou for this poem, I found it very vivid and completely enjoyed reading it. :)
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