Friday, March 12, 2010

crimson concrete


you always hear about it
about people walking by
about an individual
needing help
yet, none is offered
that we make excuses
and pretend we don't see them
that we don't hear their cries
i couldn't
i couldn't let it suffer
let it die alone
scared on the sidewalk
while others wouldn't touch it
put their hands on it's trembling body
give it comfort
let it know someone cared
my heart aches
i can't let it go
if only things were simpler
thank you
for making me see
making me pay attention
go now
and be in peace

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