Modern World

 

Clouds spit rain onto the masses as they shuffled on their way

Shuffled past each other, ignoring all the tears

Tears sometimes hidden, deep within their minds

Beautiful minds, brilliant minds -- but they will never know

Know that they are valuable, precious pieces, puzzled universe

Universe demanding that they raise their heads and look

Look into another’s eyes and reach out in the rain

Rain that mirrors tears; lonely paths slicked with leaves

Leaves that fall as people do when love is 

Removed