Spiritually hungry souls
Are wandering to and fro
Along the same streets
You walk down to meet
A friend, a soul, you know
It takes a lifetime to grow
I see a man so down
I wonder why he hangs around
Mumbling all the while to himself
Is he afraid to seek help?
Or is he trapped in a state of despair
While the rest of us wander here and there
Sidewalks end and sidewalks meet
Heavy questions pondered on the street
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