Slowly
The old man pushes a shopping cart
A loud, piercing sound of wheels
Echo internal cries
Of loneliness
His eyes stained
Red
His face wrinkled and
Sagging
He pushes on
Where did his life go?
An ugly frown
Recalls memories
Of a loveless existence
He copes and keeps moving
Lethargic
The squeaking wheels
Telling him
To leave this life.
November 6, 2008 at 11:00 am
that is such a true take on life, very well written!!
November 6, 2008 at 11:32 am
Wow. how real.
November 22, 2008 at 10:30 am
you took this one out of my pen. and glad you did. would have never do it so good.