Why are we so different? <br />Why don’t we see eye to eye? <br />Why do we turn away and deny? <br /> <br />As we pass each other we do not identify. <br />We do not smile or otherwise imply. <br />Your total existence is just passing by. <br /> <br />You are a stranger with space to occupy. <br />You are not a friend with whom I have a tie. <br />As you disappear from my sight, I give a sigh.<br /><br />Theresa Ann Moore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/strangers-17/
