Oh Humanity wake and look to and fro
While you were at each others throats
did you take note
of the suffering behind the eyes
The light innocent that dies
For in a rainy night he walks
To no one else he talks
the babe or the wise
To himself he keeps
Seldom to anyone does he speak
Alone in a room
as rain drops outside
Loneliness and doom
sadness does not subside
From the food van
a tasteless lumpen offering
He does all he can
but what good does it bring
A hope for the new flowers of Spring
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