Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Hollow Sympathy

Do I hear them calling?
Do I hear them crying?
In hunger... in pain...
I see them...
In the cold, crying
The aged and homeless,
street children roaming,
begging... pleading...
alms... anything to spare...
I can see them...
I can hear them...
I was touched,
seeing them, hearing them,
yet... I do nothing

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Roy
December 5, 1989
5:20 PM
Angeles City
Philippines

3 comments:

Eric S. said...

Very meaningful, and touching poem. Makes one consider thoughts and actions.

Jena Isle said...

I agree, short but profound poem.

Roy said...

Thanks Eric and Jena!

Coming from you guys, it's a great compliment!

Thanks!