Enough Love


When I look out on the streets

I see terrible things

I see people walking past

sad deserted scenes

Where filthy faces

Peer up for some sanity

And beg to humanity

To stop staring at their phones

Seeking love from their clones

And take a look around

And realize

There’s enough love to give

But not enough willing giving hearts.






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