I walked along the streets of here—
and– gazing at the stubble–
I saw what brought my eyes to tear
with smooth and glistening bubble–
...
I cannot touch the once white bones
that spiders have infested
or clean the once bright colored eyes
from their drying webs
...
A Book Amongst The Rubble
I walked along the streets of here—
and– gazing at the stubble–
I saw what brought my eyes to tear
with smooth and glistening bubble–
delivering from trouble—
a book amongst the rubble