boardwalk prophets

the beach
prophets, look like prophets.
pushing
carts
down the boardwalk,
carrying all
that they own.
bearded, and worn,
carved thin
by weather and age.
they've taken the time
our of their
wandering
to hand print a sign
saying repent
the end is near.
you need coffee, a place
to sit, read the paper,
hoping
there's time.