Friday, March 20, 2015

"Silent Screams"

Walking in the rain,
All alone and cold.
Passing blank faces.
Cast from the mold.
Words aren't spoken.
Lost in their screens.
On their deaf ears fall
All my silent screams.
Technological senses
Replacing all contact.
The only voices heard
Are media broadcasts.
Easier to ignore a man
Living on these streets.
Make them feel better
As I beg at their feet.
I may not have a lot;
I still have my pride.
Put my life on the line.
A soldier ready to die.
Finally made it home.
Treated as an outcast.
I traveled for freedom
Down to Hell and back.

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