Behold the masses standing
in the sun grinning with rotted teeth.
Watch if you will the fathers abandon the sons,
the sons abandon the mothers
and the mothers schedule time to
partake in the sales of ice cream
in parlors that never close.
A place where the windows
are dirty and become a
sure sign of unrest.
All wilted graces and dreams
undefined are all that remain.
Ray Strickland Jr.
Dec.30,2010