We Are Not Cain
Did you ever lay on a mattress of stone
...underneath a cardboard dome
...falling asleep with memories of home
Did you ever lay your head at night
...down beneath the street light
with the thousands in this plight
Cold.. and chilled to the bone
beneath the street light that shone
...just lying there all alone
listening as footsteps passed by
...and did you wonder why
that they heard not your cry
Still they cry ..
and no cries are heard
not one word...why..
...WE ARE NOT CAIN...
İFaye Sizemore . 10/03
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