For Tonie - Luke 7: 38 <br /> <br />As you drive down the street <br />Later in the night <br />When street lights and traffic <br />Seem to make life busy in such an empty way <br />There are girls who seem <br />Dressed for little more than undressing <br />Balanced on walls or aimlessly walking. <br />They are driven past all the time <br />Without a thought – not about them, <br />Not about what they are doing. <br />Do they feel the sadness of their clients <br />Or the pain of dead and empty love <br />Do they wonder about people’s lives <br />Their hopes, their reasons, their fear? <br />As they toss their hair back <br />And adjust their bras <br />They declare the hollowness of us all <br />And the pain of being. <br /> <br />Blessed are they who stand on street corners <br />For they shall have clarity. <br /> <br />(14 June 2006)<br /><br />Jeff Hobbs<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/paris-4/
