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As We Pass Him By
16 June, 2004
Author: ShyHeart

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I feel the rain, it washes my soul clean, hear the thunder, then I wonder,
Why does, she put up with me, see the lightening, flash across the sky
Then remember, words, I’ll love him until I die, our wedding day…,
Hey, taxi, you idiot, can’t you hear me scream, please, take me home

Thank God, you stopped, the rain is pouring down, see a man, on the corner
He smiles, as we pass him by, his clothes are soaked, has a sack in his hand
But, he has no home, just a sack, contains all he has found, still he waved
He waved at me, my face placed to the glass, as we pass him by, I see his hand

Lord, this has been a rough day, storms, rain and lightening, everything
Seems to be coming down on me, said some things, I didn’t mean
Last night, was more than I thought, I could handle, mortgage due
And the bank called, said, payment is due, now, I think, about that man

He has no one, no place to go, no arms to hold him, as the storm blows through
Yet, he, waved at me, must be I am asleep, or is it her love, I see, passing by
Sitting here, in this taxi cab, heading home to you, its been a long time
Since, I realized, how much you mean to me, as I look up, to the sky

All I see, is that man, he has nothing. Yet, he waves at me
As we pass him by

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Comments on this poem/writing:

Meridian (205.188.116.200) -- Thursday, June 17 2004, 06:05 pm

This was inspirational

This poem gave me a little strength too! To know how blessed we are is a value.... We have a lot of things we take for granted, but when we see someone who has less than the average person, and smiling too, makes me feel a little guilty.... Guilty in that, I complain about some things....
Being thankful and grateful, and still being able to smile says a lot! I've learned a lot already from this poem you've submitted! YOU GO MARTIN!

Smiles,
Meridian
Emilee (64.12.116.200) -- Thursday, June 17 2004, 06:21 pm

great

wow..awesome poem! it makes me realize how selfish we get with the things we have...and there are so many people who have so little but they are so happy. great job..God Bless~emilee
Martin Vann (63.185.65.127) -- Thursday, June 17 2004, 09:18 pm

Good To Know, You Have A heart, Full Of Love..,

Meridian & Emilee

Don't thank me, I never write alone, have no original, thought of my own, just write down, what I'm told to say. Don't worry about, that guy on the corner, I think, he has more, than you and me. Someone sent him, to remind us of where we could be, point is, I never write alone. Your hearts, show, a caring life, not just for yourself, but for all you love. Now, I say, to myself, thank you lord, I can never write, by myself.

MartinV
barb (66.46.241.245) -- Monday, June 21 2004, 12:23 am

being sacastic again Ha Ha

Your writing is different in a good way. Ooh martin you mean you were told to write The phone call. holy Hha Ha Ha
mommie2bratsus (65.148.213.116) -- Tuesday, June 22 2004, 02:12 am

M.Vann,

the man is a reflection of us, generous heart he's been where we are,he also carries the love and faith of God that carries him thru , his smile comes from deep in his heart, just as many of us do when we see through the eyes of our heart..beautiful...
 
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