PAIN IN THE CITY

These are tired people out there
       You see them everywhere,
Furtive faces here and there
Furtive faces blank and bare.
Watch them. See them smile?
They would but rest a while,
if tired feet could get them there
       their nerves are wired,
       but my eyes are tired.
I would my feet could run after
and help them out a little there,
But I'm tired of tears, or laughter
      and my eyes are tired,
      and yet all I see,
All I see are tired people out there
      I see them everywhere.


~ Paige Chia ~
 

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