The City holds it's breath
Trapped under a wave of endless heat
I stand suspended
Each second an eternity
Caught in the chasm of time and space
Each breath echoes
The sound of my heartbeat.
Life rushes on
An endless sea
But we are frozen
Simply going through the motions
Only a faint echo remains of our humanity.
Fake smiles and crocodile tears
Compassion holds no weight here
We mask our pain
Glib words and callous shrugs
Will we ever release
the screams in our hearts?
The City moves on
A dizzying pattern of busyness
Too much in a hurry
To hear a child's cry
A woman's sigh
We live the quiet desperation
of a wasted life.
Caught up in the motion
The endless pattern of doing
Vainly filling our lives
with possessions
As if that would satisfy our empty hearts.
In our endless race to the top
We step on those at the bottom
With false compassion
We give a coin to a stranger
But can't give a moment
to the listen to the cries of their hearts.
Instead of the motion
Let's embrace the waiting
And take the time to listen
To the sorrow of our brother
To the cries of our sister
For we are all together
We all need one another
Let's stop for a moment
And open up our hearts.
About the Creator
Jenny Beck
I am a chiropractor, health advocate and advocate for the Deaf and Hard of Hearing community. I love to travel and spent several years working overseas in Indonesia and Ghana. @aslchiro- Instagram
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