Poem : The Crowd

all these people
the beauty, especially
in their mannerisms
and the potential in their curiosity
yet, mouths open
only to sway misunderstanding
and the smell of some
public places are embarrassing
again, if only they all could
just stop
has trauma and chaos
really caused all the
carelessness and oblivion
or is it human nature at play
spending youth

if anything is real
what’s worth saving
when salvation seems to be
a gamble of self and
precious time