A desperate heart, <br />tattered and torn and forgotten. <br />Stomped and grinded into <br />concrete of her life. <br />Hoping, <br />Wishing, <br />Praying for something. <br />Anything to undo what's been done. <br />To finally say what's been left unsaid for so many years. <br />If you see her on the street, <br />Do you smile <br />or do you look down at the sidewalk <br />and ignore her pleading eyes? <br />The fingers on her two rough hands <br />lock together nightly in prayer. <br />Do yours? <br />I wouldn't think so. <br />So you are able to buy out a jewelry store. <br />She is able to tell a story without ever speaking. <br />Who's the richer?<br /><br />Amanda Lukas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-desperate-heart/
