You don't notice the wind <br />Until you're raking the leaves <br />You don't notice the cold <br />Until you're living on the streets <br />You don't notice the hungry <br />Until your child is unfed <br />You don't notice the guns <br />Until there pointing at you head <br />And you haven't lived <br />Until your heart has been bled<br /><br />Brian Kilpatrick<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-don-t-notice-the-wind/
