In the garments and scuffs of paint on the floor <br />In the sections and imperfections of neatly laid tile <br />In the wood grain planks of our moral fiber <br />I see faces <br />In the rough random patterns of these stucco walls <br />In the drifting clouds of Mother Earths mind <br />In the memories of the ones left behind <br />I see faces <br />In the windows and mirrors of this flaccid pond <br />In travelled vessels in roads like veins <br />In continents and lands beyond <br />I see faces <br />In the hustle and bustle of the market place <br />In color, blind to the human race <br />I see faces <br />And, they are beautiful<br /><br />Marcus McKinley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bare-your-soul-so-the-world-may-see/
