Friday, October 19, 2007

They were always on the outside...

Yesterdays [no. 1]

They were always on the outside
not because there was no door
but because it was where they

long ago chose to live.

I couldn't bring my world

to them, however I tried.
I could only extend the

invitation of an open hand.

Please replace me

if you dare...

Reach out for them.

If you care.
Listen to the silent screams

of these sad-eyed ladies.

Share their finely-tuned sorrows
when they join their pallid thin hands
with yours and guide you on their

journey to despair.

-- Edward-Yemí­l Rosario ©

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