The Smile
An old man lies on the ground coughing
All the empty souls walk by
Ignoring his existence
They’re too busy repeating the same task
Every single day
Like clockwork
Looking without seeing
Listening without hearing
Dead to everything around them
They can’t see how empty they are
Their eyes cloaked by years of experience
They talk on their cell phones
And stare ahead blankly
Coffee in hand
A little girl runs to the old man
Hello there she says brightly
Her blue eyes glow in the sun
Her hair blows in the wind
Where do you live she asks
Here on the street he replies
Her mother calls her name
She waves goodbye
Running to her mother
He smiles and looks up at the sky
He closes his eyes and goes towards the light
This poem, “The Smile”, was inspired by my fascination of observing people. I find that most people just drift through life without ever actually realizing that they are missing so much. We never stop and just look at everything around us, we never stop to give a helping hand and listen to someone else’s story. I don’t know when humans became so selfish and self-centered but I feel like we need to change our ways. Children are innocent and seeing the world through a child’s eyes is chilling and that is what I wanted to portray.
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