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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Definitely!