Straight in The EyeA Poem by PeteThe savage in man is never quite eradicated. - ThoreauI swear. No one cares. I walk down the burning sidewalk. In this angry, summer city. Scorching with lost souls. Drenched with the sweat of despair. Ambushed by desperation. The air is light but the burdens are heavy. They're silently screaming - "I'm here, I matter." I keep to my right but people bump into me on their left. Trying to knock me over and take me out. Perhaps they're high. Maybe I should just continue on my way and not wonder or care why. I swear. No one cares. It's not even really that crowded. But boy-oh-boy is the truth shrouded. There are a hundred doorways to grace. But no one travels that arduous place. Don't you dare try to enjoy the day. Or stop to turn a page. You'll get a fit of sidewalk rage. Look straight ahead with a blank stare and beware. Or look down with a simmering frown. It's no wonder only angels can kiss the sky. And no one looks me ... ... straight in the eye ... © 2019 PeteAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on August 7, 2019 Last Updated on August 8, 2019 AuthorPeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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