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In the future 
We won’t speak at all 
This will not be permitted 
Under law

Scenes now show 
Collars pulled up 
Heads leant into the wall 
No eye contact at all 
Those still with homes
Don’t go out at all 

The throng of the dispossessed 
Keep a steady pace
No expression 
On their face 
As they trudge past 
Those stood by the wall 
No one will speak at all

Then, there will be a moment 
A random head will lift
From one side of the street 
And meet another’s gaze
Journeying the other way 

And in that moment 
Each will say
If only in their own minds
To avoid doing time 

Oh look there goes 
A human being 
Right there across the street 
Still with something left,
Although weak

Remember when we used to meet 
Human beings 
Share and speak - oh what a treat!

With thoughts now separate 
As they each think of those 
They used to greet.... 

But the pain of memories past 
For one 
Will be too much 
They drop their gaze 
And withdraw

Bury what they once were 
Right down to their core,
Rejoin the trudge 
And the moment is lost....


Anna Archichek
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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