Just Another Windy Night
The wind is howling tonight...
Like a wolf with its prey in sight
Living flesh shivers under the chill
As the wind hones in for its kill
All night long it will plunder and seek
Till life is almost drained from the meek...
Those who have no home and sleep in the street
Their warmth is a nonexistent commodity
In their winter world...a complete oddity
Hiding from the wind as it rushes down upon them again
Settling down the best they can when they feel the wind begin
In their doorways…Under their bridges…In their cardboard city
Do you feel their pain or are you like the wind that has no pity
©February 3, 2009
Faye Sizemore
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"In the End, we will remember not the words
of our enemies, but the silence of our friends."
- Martin Luther King Jr. (1929-1968)
