Burdens

 

People rushing by, do they see what I see?

Look into their faces, morose, dark sombre

Sullen is the mouth, droopy are the eyes

What burdens do they carry, what anguish

 

Tormented thoughts as they thread the sidewalks

Like the Salmon swimming upriver

Against a stream of bodies, like minded

Flowing both ways they tread, and tread.

 

Bobbing now and then, stopping to look

Do they see what I see in those weary stares?

Not understanding the futility of it all, they swim

A canopy of nebulous thoughts suppress the light