Locked Out Poem by Billy Loving

A lonely man doth sit
Although, no need to fret
Patiently he does wait
His emptiness to satiate
Staring blankly at the sky
An airplane passes by
Back and forth the people go
No caring do they show
Cool breeze tickles the skin
Quelling the sadness within
Second hand goes round and round
Intently watching, I make not a sound
Pondering the futility of life
Fraught with stress and strife
A salty tear trickles down
Indifference continues to confound
In the distance, a familiar face
Maudlin mood they replace
Smiling toothless grin
Another journey soon to begin