Drown Out The Rain

the quiet beauty of
rain swept streets...
the deep sadness
in the lost stares

of people walking them,
no direction, nowhere to turn...
and the agony of the apathetic,
standing behind windows,

curtains closed,
who turn up the music
to drown out the rain,
and so, feel nothing at all!

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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