A small framed aperture called window
Two pieces of clouds, a branch of tree
Gray sky, barren, and shadow of a structure
That is my opening to outside from my office
Siren of an emergency car or truck breaks the silence
May be a woman is giving birth
May be an old man is in his passing
May be it is carrying victim of a crime
by a teenager to emergency room
For An IPAD, IPOD or IPHONE on a platform of a bus station
That is the sign of a living town
in this gloomy afternoon of December
Sound of music fills the air from afar
Heavy metal and nerve racking rap
May be someone is dancing, or a ritual
For initiation of a gang member
Who knows, that is life in the gloom of a
Town with concrete trees and plastic grass
May be I do not know that much, but
I cannot ignore the flustered face of hunger when I see
Or the desire for a toy in a child of no means
In this Christmas week of 2011
