Monday, September 06, 2004

Poetry - A Cry in the Dark

A cry in the dark,
Unseen, unheard.
The deaf hurry past,
Self-centered, absurd.
No help for the fallen,
Alone and afraid.
No voice for the helpless,
No promises made.
No hope,
No light,
No choice
But fight.
Sometimes the only way
To be looked upon at all
Is to do something unignorable
And in the doing,



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