Faces Of Life
who are they?
The face in which your eyes behold, who this is no one knows. A millionaire, I might be, a homeless bum who walks the streets. Your head held up high in the air, refuse to see, refuse to care, you never see, but I'm still here. A mom three kids, no place to sleep, their belly cries, no food to eat.,A drunken bum they say I am, a whiskey bottle in my hand. They all glance, but can't see, the man behind the bum in me. Faces of lives in need ,faces no one sees. Every face a story holds, black,white,young and old, A face is more than what is seen,each face a soul, a living being.