He sits in the shadow of the street
Huddled against a wall of shame,
She wanders that same path with downtrod feet,
Different the two, but still the same.
What makes some in this world sink so low
Their lives forever dark,
While other with adversity grows
To sing the song of the Lark.
Though life is often hard to bear
and some will find it a chore
Others go where the Eagles dare
To spread their wings and soar.
©?Deborah M. Kelly 2014
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