Their beds
cardboard thin
blankets of dust
sheets of white noise
theyre bare
Except for each other
four huddled together
forgiven to forget
just lying there
nobody seems to care
An old women stops
she stares long
studies each one
and wants to help
but also struggles
Shakes her head
leaving behind
the forgotten
few of so many
safe in sleep
........and later.....
The stallowner gives
a bottle of water
shower for the week
cuts his hair
gives new life
He's smiling
motions of dance
a wag for sure
will to survive
no choice
He boards the metro
everyone knows
small but unseen
dirty and unkept
new shaven head
He's singing
about what
for pleasure
or the pains
of hunger
His hand goes out
eyes focus outside
trying to forget
lost souls!
endless plight
He plays the escalator
smokes and spits
fights with friends
their simple games
their lives
I'm eating
he's crouched
quiet but pleading
no movement
not a word
I'm walking
he's incapable
malformed
useless feet
just waiting
Ten lei
just two cents
a loaf of bread
meaningless
a lifetime to come
I look into his eyes
the depth is eternity
I'm falling, tumbling, turning
weightlessness in the space
desperation seen through
eyes lowered
spirit grasping
choking