They’re lost in a large city

Or swallowed by a smaller town;

She wanders aimlessly in a bitter sea of uncaring people,

Dilemma of self, snare of self,

Unrecognizable places, some with gilded entry ways

Huge buildings as crystal caverns hot and humid;

A cry for help grows and rises slowly from within

Forms on dry cracked lips

Groans from unknown depths of human need

An invisible heavy burden on the body weighs down,

Everywhere the scorching wind of common deceit

Falsehood blows about as the stinging desert dust of the earth,

The spirit of a man, a woman withers, more dry cracks form,

A confused maze of the works of other men and women all about.

At mind’s end, strength of will gone, long forgotten thoughts mysteriously return-

Dreams from childhood, a stranger’s confusing religious words,

An old neighbor woman talked of a “Savior”…books read!

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