Thursday, April 12, 2012

Wanted

I wanted
to see a concert.
I saw
puffy eyes,
temporay tattoes
unchanged,
dirty faces,
scratched hands,
bruised kness.
I heard about moms
they can't see,
brothers and sisters gone,
new puppies.

Sad humanity
in 7 year old bodies
wanting,
needing someone
to listen,
care,
hug,
be there.

I don't want to see their future
if I can't change it for them....

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