The Stranger On The Ground
The stranger in the blue shirt
The sound echoed through the midst of the air
some ones dead but who cares
just another wasted life
remember the ridicule, the slight glance
at the body, face down, blue top black pants
looks like a female figure
groceries scattered on the ground
poor soul, a free dove, a broken home
a family lost a love
and someone is left without a mom
shed no tears, strangers die everywhere
concern on the face of on lookers
yet no tears, no muffled screams, no silent moans
they moved on like another day
left the commotion behind, he looked back and gazed
as she laid life less in that ambulance
no one to escort her home
she was all alone, just a date and time with no name
quarter mile to go he stayed
silent all the way home
he felt a sense of pain and hurt for that
stranger in the blue shirt,
in the dark he awaited his moms return
who knew this was the burden he earned
(2015)
