Passer By In A Street Poem by james watkin

Passer By In A Street



Stepping, with haste, you're his focus.
Your own, passing, near.
That felt, aimed as an eyeful
Of scorn, silently
Give to it no lasting value.
And less of your fear.
For if he is a blur to you
As unbiased must be.

Wednesday, April 5, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: judgement,walking
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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