Heart

A man falls to the ground, can't speak no sound,
Bound to the earth, heart palpatations out of sync.
Passersby flutter eyelids in directions to not see.
This soul on the floor, in a position to not plead.
Crass thoughts are perceived, their organs don't bleed
Compassion from most lacking, angels are a few.
Sparkle like a ray of light, diamonds have come too.
Through the fog, the shine so bright a lift in temperament does see. 
Their eyes sorrowful, carrying the burden of a world.
Made unfeeling, untouching ominously dead.
The angels beauty befalls the fallen, desire just to help,
Restoring faith in some of those not able to assist themselves.

25/03/12

Inspired by a programme I watched yesterday. It's crazy how much people just don't care about others and yet know that if it was them in situations being invisible at a time of need would be crushing and incomprehendable. 
Bless the truly well meaning, good people all over the world. It would seem they are in this consumer driven world few and far between.

Have an amazing week people. Xoxo