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Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Homeless


Day by day 
their pitying stares,
disdainful glares
and aloof avoidance
tear away
another piece 
of his skeletal soul-
withering,
wasting away
in the concrete desert
he once thought of as home.
They throw food 
and coins
his way,
yet none offer
what he craves most-
a warm smile
a bit of conversation
a hug-
nourishment for the soul.

2 comments:

Indigo said...

Beautifully haunting. Kindness and compassion are gifts we should all give more freely. (Hugs)Indigo

Eileen said...

I couldn't agree more, Indigo. Thank you for commenting.