Journeys of A Man

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

everyone hovers...

slipped on the wet grass
but caught myself
knees bent,
hands hovering for balance
one
two
three
four
five
fingers
Isn't it sad that love is so hard to find
Isn't it sad that I can count my friends
on my two hands
why in a world full of people
is it so hard to find close friends
this is not a sad prayer
this is a prayer for humanity
spit in my face
would I turn my cheek?
would I give you a hug?
would I smile
would I fight
I don't want to fight.
Everyone needs a friend tonight.

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