People

Fake smiles and empty faces

in the hallways that i walk

broken hearts in cracked places

and open wounds left out to rot

 

Cruel words that often said

Little care for the ones who cared

The word "love" we say alot

We say it but do not carry it out with thought

 

What we have is never enough

and with our greed we proclaim this world's too tough?

We should stop and stare

Maybe in heave we can find solace there.

 

 

Reviews

[Emily B]

Welcome to the cafe.

[Christine]

This is a great poem. Good write! Welcome to the site!
~Christine :-)