M's Poetry
To Walk In These Shoes
Have you been the broken one?
lying by the side of the road
waiting for a good samaritan
but no one has the time to ask
why are you bleeding?
and are you going far?
I feel the breeze as several pass me by
the last car is just dust in the road
I wonder if I wasn't a stranger
would they be more giving?
It is burning in my chest
can you feel the angry air?
Oh, the soul has risen
but never has forgiven
so we stay and starve the heart
to make a living
have you seen the hungry ones?
digging in the trash cans
once a sleeping passenger
now engulfed in this brutal harsh land
2005@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
lying by the side of the road
waiting for a good samaritan
but no one has the time to ask
why are you bleeding?
and are you going far?
I feel the breeze as several pass me by
the last car is just dust in the road
I wonder if I wasn't a stranger
would they be more giving?
It is burning in my chest
can you feel the angry air?
Oh, the soul has risen
but never has forgiven
so we stay and starve the heart
to make a living
have you seen the hungry ones?
digging in the trash cans
once a sleeping passenger
now engulfed in this brutal harsh land
2005@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
