Music in the Air

Keeps slept under the stairs
he did not speak
a word
in his mind
Keeps would repeat
the same Prayer
night after night

it was night most of the time
and freezing when it rained
which was all the time
still
Keeps was faithful
to the duty
of keeping hope
and bright expectation
intact

the day after Thanksgiving
as dawn cracked
Keeps awoke on his knees
and heard a commotion
up above his head
he reached upward and felt the belt
of an escalator
and knew
that his petitionary days
were over