I winced

And grit my teeth

And let the tears roll from my eyes

As I listened to the cries

And was angry.

 

I thought

And bowed my head

And pondered nothing but everything

As I strained for a whisper

And heard none.

 

I stood

And called to them all

And begged for their affirming voice

As the echo returned empty

And disgusting.

 

I looked

And found one soul

And passed him my  filled cup

As he stared through me

And dared a smile.

 

I knew

And loved them all

And cared for one by one

As they came my way

And I found peace.

LMSM,

Don