The Man On the Sidewalk
The Man on The Sidewalk
Rushed out by hurried passers into the mid-day sun,
I notice the bright blue sky over me; so blue indeed!
I turn the corner and notice a man lying down,
Huddled and wrapped in a soil torn blanket.
My heart is engulfed by a dark phantom cloud,
My mind fills with questions of whom, how, and why.
There's no hint of his past only a shadowed being,
Should I wake him? Only to find his old buried woes.
Is it too late to save even himself? Question haunts me.
bending over, I try to slip him some lunch money.
Someone in the crowd yells, 'He's a lost cause, sir',
Awaked the man opens his wide tired blue eyes,
Yet, they are as blue as the sky's and more so.
His long tangled beard reveals a kind smile,
I place the wrinkled dollars into his yellowed hand,
Smiling back,I walk away speechless.
Copyright © Carmen Hernandez | Year Posted 2009
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