POEM STARTER
You are out walking when you see a person sitting alone on a bench under a Willow tree, crying. Write a poem about them.
This could be written as though you are observing the person but not interacting, or as though you have approached the person and offered to help.
Hell of a Drug
I go to leave the day shift
But a noise interrupts
I hear a crying on my trip
I went almost numb
The crying was gut-wrenching
To me and my heart
Though I went to soften their denting
I witnessed a high in their cards
I walked away with distain
Not encouraging those who are smug
In a world of phones, you must refrain
Because attention is a hell of a drug
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