Alone (Poem)

By Les Henson

Photo by Chris Barbalis on Unsplash

Each alone in the maddening crowd,

thousands dwell all around.

Hundreds pass on busy streets,

moving in, out and round-about.

Eye contact hardly made,

rarely a nod nor a wave.

Each going their separate ways,

never stopping no delays.

Hurrying on without a thought,

to their lonely dwelling place.

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