An old man lies on the ground coughing

All the empty souls walk by

Ignoring his existence

They're too busy repeating the same task

Every single day

Looking without seeing

Listening without hearing

Dead to everything around them

They can't see how empty they are

Their eyes cloacked by years of experience

They talk on their cell phones

Stare ahead blankly

Coffee in hand

A little girl runs to the old man

Hello there she says smiling brightly

Her blue eyes glow in the sun

Her hair blows in the wind

Where do you live she asks

Here on the streets he replies

She waves goodbye

Running to her mother

He smiles and looks up at the sky

He closes his eyes and and goes towards the light