I walked by the street
the street leading to the house
from the highway, it leads home
The poverty I see. The people I see
The road I see, the businesses I see
The children I see, The old people I see
The darkness I see
A picture I'll love to take
The attention I do not need
I try to cry, I cannot
As I see more, I cannot but wonder
Just a bridge separates the darkness from light
I'm lucky to stay where the light is
But I pass through the darkness to get to the light
I started noticing yesterday, The people and all
The faces of the children as they play
Their smiles show no worries despited their state
no thouguht of what their environment poses
I smile. Then the sadness return as I see the elderly.
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