Reflection Poem by mifael llauderes

Reflection

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A while ago i came upon an old man by the road,
Drew out his arm, exposed his palm, just how it was to beg;
I turned my head so purposely his eyes i have not seen,
And dropped a coin onto his hand so not to touch the skin;
Perhaps it is the fear to see and feel ourselves in them...

Friday, April 17, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: reflection
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Kelly Kurt 17 April 2015

An observation of the human condition. Thanks for sharing

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