Oblivious

The risks we take 

So often not our own 

Oblivious to the dark clouds 

Swirling out of our control.

They devour every unspoken word 

As if drunk on their own 

Foolish pride, 

Creating from their jealous minds 

These things that they can only wonder. 

While from their mouths 

Fall exaggerated truths 

Meant only

To fill in the blanks, 

Whose stubborn eyes refuse to see 

Such a basic human connection.

Pure and humble 

Free of ill intentions 

Accepting what is 

And what can never be replaced.  

Seeking nothing 

But the peaceful solitude

Found in one another 

As the beggars and thieves 

Fall silent at our feet 

Hungry with bitter anticipation.-