Outside <br />Sleak sewers and ditches drain the water out the water ways <br />Dust is a human condition <br />We shelter our lives around the buildup of dust <br />No rain to wash clean the mind <br />No pain to kill the triviality of life <br />No way to clean the conscience <br />Our memories become chalky hard with past mistakes <br />In civility we have traded emotion for stress <br />The important things lie outside our doors.<br /><br />Anthony Fortunato<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dust-19/
