Emptiness
in a stone face
No smile,
or glimpse
of light.
What was it,
in that one short look,
that made me
feel dry?
The faces
around, the fear,
hollow
pain and
reality.
Moving feet,
unending laughs,
the masque
of joy
and peace.
Life without
a solid, firm
meaning,
lacking
the truth.
Yet one ray
of hope, a
smile, a
listening
ear.
One life of
solid belief
can make
a great
change.
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