Pizza Man – From The Archives – 2014


Our pizza man is a super hero
able to leap tall buildings in twenty minutes
delivering manna, loaves and fishes
to the multitude

Pizza man sped to his next stop
like Santa Claus on Christmas Eve
two large pies, one with pepperoni
for a woman who must be poor judging by her lodgings

Pizza man’s chariot pulled up
and found her outside in the cold
with three booger faced kids
trying to load a u-haul by herself, despair apparent on her face

“Will you take a check?” she asked
“No ma’am; it ain’t permitted”
the booger faced kids standng there
eyeing the pizza boxes; “I want peperroni!”

A look of anguish came over her face
a dark shadow, which told the children
no supper tonight;
She couldn’t cover the check anyway.

Pizza man stood for a moment, listening to the bells of the Army
without a word he left two pizzas, one with pepperoni
giving her back her check
“Merry Christmas ma’am”.

And as he drove out of sight
he swore he heard a heavenly host
singing “good tidings and great joy
which shall be for all people!”

sharing simple gifts.




About toritto

I was born during year four of the reign of Emperor Tiberius Claudius on the outskirts of the empire in Brooklyn. I married my high school sweetheart, the girl I took to the prom and we were together for forty years until her passing in 2004. We had four kids together and buried two together. I had a successful career in Corporate America (never got rich but made a living) and traveled the world. I am currently retired in the Tampa Bay metro area and live alone. One of my daughters is close by and one within a morning’s drive. They call their pops everyday. I try to write poetry (not very well), and about family. Occasionally I will try a historical piece relating to politics. :-)
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1 Response to Pizza Man – From The Archives – 2014

  1. beetleypete says:

    Suitably seasonal, Frank. Let’s hope it comes true for someone.
    Best wishes, Pete.

    Liked by 1 person

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