Highway 51

Posted: February 25, 2015 in Uncategorized

A tribute to those unnoticed. ~ Dennis

James Robert Smith

Homeless, cold and hungry.
One voice gripped a frozen heart
Along the open road on winter nights.

‘Twas then a starry sky.
She stood between a visionary
And the foundation of the realised.

Vision can go about unnoticed.
Never seen but by the Prophet
That lies beneath his dusty bones.

On an open road they look at him.
Gripped by a frozen heart.
The homeless, the cold and the twisted unnoticed.

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