The DisEase

 

How many
i wonder
will touch the hand
of the man
infected
with poverty
flannel shirt worn
frayed against the cold
 
oak pews glisten
in somber candle light
as he sits
still remembering
the music
he has only heard
in his birth cry
silenced

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