Not one person noticed the pain in his eyes Not one person cared as they hurried on by Not one person stopped to see if he was ok No one could know his fear and dismay Never before had he felt so alone No friends to comfort, the street now his home No warmth of a fire, or a kindly hug No evening meal, he just had no luck Not one person saw the rags on the floor Not one person paused, they chose to ignore Not one person saw the last tear in his eyes Not one person noticed this man as he died.