Faces

AS I WALK ON BY, I SEE PEOPLE IN DIFFERENT FORM OF LIVES SOME WONDERING ABOUT SURVIVING THE DAY AND THE COLD NIGHT THEN MY EYE GLIMPSE A OLD TREE THAT HAS FORGOTTEN TO BREEZE THERE HE SITS BEFRIENDING HIS ONE AND ONLY OLD STICK ANOTHER PERSON I SEE, LOOKING FOR A REASON TO BELIEVE OR THINKING FOR A REASON TO END THE MISERY DOWN THE LANE IN THE RESTAURANT, ORDERING FOOD TO QUENCH THE TASTE OUTSIDE THE DOOR STANDS A MAN SO POOR WANTING A PIECE OF THE BROKEN BONES