Searching for a life sublime, <br />lost within a world of crime, <br />few that reap though many sow, <br />few that give though many stow. <br /> <br />Floating in the sea of souls, <br />drowning in unfinished goals, <br />few that smile though many talk, <br />few that stand though many walk. <br /> <br />Sitting in a field of life, <br />blown by winds of pain and strife, <br />few that see though many watch, <br />few that grasp though many clutch. <br /> <br />Laying in a bed of hope, <br />rest beyond the masses' scope, <br />few that dream though many try, <br />few that feel though many cry.<br /><br />Arik Fletcher<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/city-life-9/
