frozen tears
like crystal beads
drip down winter's face.
An empty solice to the
shades that drift
by agonizing degree
deeper into the mystery
deeper into darkness.
I see them in their blankets
and cast-off rags.
Shivering on the steam grates,
huddling in crannies.
Blind society permits them
miserable refuge
if they remain politely silent
and unseen.
Cast-away children
of a cast-away world--
the other shore you seek
must be found in dreams--
thebaubles offered here
are too fine for your rude hands.
move along--
move along--
move along--
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Reviews of "Frozen Tears"
Reviewed by Sally Montoye (Reader)
Reviewed on November 27, 2002
Sad but true!! Good write!
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on November 27, 2002
Yes dear, society has a blind eye. And turns away sometimes from those in need. Bill
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