Cleveland respect

A gun pointed at my face  

in the darkest black hole  

hid the enraged fear 

12:29 PM It feared  

that I would not leave  

the home  

I had lived in  

for 19 years  

It feared  

It could not hold its temper 

12:30 PM and would throw its tantrum  

piercing open my chest

  

It was held by a young  

and even handsome  

policeman,  

who did this 

12:31 PM as his job  

at this jobless moment  

justified to do anything

Including

harnessing the fear of the gun

with its trembling trigger

  

This all happened last morning

a matter of moments in my life  

When 

12:32 PM I was evicted  

From the house  

Where I had lived  

for 19 years

but could no longer claim "mine."  

The young 

and even handsome  

policeman

comforted the gun 

by letting it rest in its sheath  

12:33 PM and recover from its fear

then

nailed on the door behind me

a poster sign   

"FORECLOSED"

Cited from a Foto Journalism piece titled Struggling Cleveland

See the Foto Journalism piece here: http://www.time.com/time/photogallery/0,29307,1738458,00.html