Lost Souls

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    Lost Souls

    Lost Souls..
    They walk the streets lost;
    like the clutter in the gutter.

    Souls lost in turmoil and strife;
    shells looking for souls.

    Wandering for handouts;
    eyes sunken like holes.

    A girl selling a piece of hers;
    it could be any one of us.

    A sign says' "will work for food";
    survival is not guaranteed.

    Tormented souls of the Boulevard;
    lost souls of the nite..

    Dennis Lee Martin
    Copyright ©2007 Dennis Lee Martin

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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