Tuesday, April 3, 2007




He hates her for who she is, why wouldn't he?

Anywhere close to her, is not where he wants to be,

She falls again, too weak to get up this time,

Feels safe on this hard ground, feels it is a crime,

He is no where here to rescue her, no where in this crowd,

They don't see her curled up on the ground, they look so proud,

Some look down at her now, smile, pity on their face,

Some ignore her, they don't hear her case,

He watches her slow death, he tries to look away,

As she disappears, for them it is just another day.