Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Look around

Open your eyes, look around-
see the dead souls, dark, dull, poor;
they sleep and beg and cough, sneer...

Dust and death for company,
Swears, rot and decay for dinner,
Rags for cold, bags for pillow...

Open your eyes, look around-
Don't you think there are
two species of humans?

1 comment:

Weekend Warrior said...

Nice set of small poems.