Strangers
Written By
William J Breen Jr
2/8/2013

Strangers
It’s a mad world
Full of strangers and ghost towns-city slickers
Highways to no where
Endless exits all have a name
All the people look the same
Coast to coast-Strangers fill the land
Even in the desert sand
Hugh cities like vacuum’s sucking strangers in
Streets run mad with the people they let in
Strangers go in circles within their circles
They pass each other -with out knowing each others name
I was once told you can never know anyone
As I look in the mirror-I see the stranger within
Now I see -what the wise man said
If I can not see myself– How can I see some else
Some places madding fast–Others slow drifters pass
All filled with strangers

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