Passing By
PASSING BY
by JOHN M. ARRIBAS
I SEARCH THE CROWD AS THEY PASS BY
TO FIND SOMEONE THAT IS OLD TO MY EYE
I SEE NO ONE
I RECOGNIZE NARY A SOUL
THERE IS NO IMAGE FOR ME TO RECALL
WHERE HAVE ALL THOSE FAMILIAR FACES GONE?
IS IT THAT I’M IN THE WRONG PLACE?
WHO ARE ALL THESE STRANGERS?
WHERE ARE MY KIN AND MY FRIENDS?
THEY WERE HERE IN GREAT NUMBERS ONCE
SEEMS THAT THEY HAVE ALL VANISHED
NOW I FIND MYSELF ALONE
I MAY HAVE JUST LIVED TOO LONG
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