Denis Bruce Poet Rhyme

Lonely In a Crowd

I wandered lonely with heartfelt sob
to see  crowds roam  through sales in malls
When all at once I spied a mob
A host,of glinting , jingling tills
Beside the cafe and near the stairs
Coughing up and vomiting bills

As raucous as their racket grinds
They jingle in the grasping store
Stretching in never ending lines
Along the margin of the floor
Ten thousand saw I at a glance
Pinging up prices in their merry dance.

The folk beside them paid-but they
Grabbed the glittering cash with glee
A shopper could not but sad be
In such cash conscious company
I gazed-and gazed- but little thought
What goods this visit for them had bought

For oft when at home I do brood
In pessimistic and reflective mood
There rings up in my inner heart
The sordid search for commercial bills
And then my heart with dread doth start
As my mind recalls those dreaded tills

When of beauty there is a dearth
What can we say are words worth?

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