Passing By

So complicated was the fall Passing By

I pass her by everyday.
Tired eyes
And a weary smile
Are her only adornments.
She looks toward me,
But, quickly, I turn the other direction.
I speed the pace of my walk,
Ignoring her cries for help, and
Her pleas for mercy.
“She deserves this,” I tell myself.
“She brought this fate upon herself.”
Suddenly, I hear a voice from heaven say:
“The Kingdom belongs to such as these.”

Kevin Walker

You can read more of Kevin’s work at his Blog or by purchasing his book These Moments Pass

Barry Pearman

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