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.
- Author: seeker123 ( Offline)
- Published: February 3rd, 2019 13:18
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 26
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