Poetry

To the man on the bus

Whatever has caused you so much pain
That you chose to hide your face
Behind that mask?
Your skin made pale
Your eyes blood-red
Your flesh pierced in a thousand places

You didn’t do this to yourself
It must have been already there
Was it a loved one
Someone you took to be a friend
Who caused the pain
You simply can’t forget?

I pray that you find peace, my friend
A love to heal the scars
That I see mirrored on your face
I pray that you forgive those
Who failed you
For your own heart’s sake

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