TWO PARKS

by Marc Carver

In the park
the little girls
sit in a circle
CHICK   EN CHICK  EN CHICK EN
They begin to shout
it reminds me of how cruel
children can be
not to mention adults.

Two hours later in a different park
middle aged men dance at the festival
with their children on their shoulders
they are looking for their young years
as if they had left them in a pocket
of a out grown jacket.

A small boy is playing with a plastic globe
of the world.
He loses it and it roles toward me
I have an urge to give it back to him and say
"Here, I give you the world. The world is yours."