Saturday, March 26, 2011

The Eighty Sixth, Mar. 26, 2011

alone in a crowd
watching the faces
seeing glazed eyes
no lights on inside

faces passing by blur
each one like the rest
all vacant expressions
seemingly lost, adrift

smiles with no warmth
drooping at the ends
not really even there
sent to no one at all

they head off alone
replaced by another
looking just the same
the world continues

do they have a home
with the life and love
warmth and happiness
missing from the crowd?

I hope that is is so.

1 comment:

  1. I've seen those same faces and wondered those same wonders. The way you portrayed it was touching.

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