Nobody Knows How They Feel

nobody knows how they feel as bodies glide and float down the street nobody knows how they feel when they clothes are torn and their pants to their heels nobody knows how they feel when their world stops and all stand still nobody knows how they feel when families are lost and torn apart separated some feel lost some feel jaded how could this be why did this happen to me all I have is gone what can I do how can I go on We must look to the hills and pray for hope love and a brighter day we must stop tearing down our own walls we must hold each other and stand tall we must help the young we must help the old we must stand together and console one another we must stop the hate and volence for peace for nobody knows how they feel lost in a storm that time can only heal. Copyright@September2005 This poem is dedicated for the victims of the huricane Katrina