Hurting Without Help
All is lost
In the canal
He floats
Lifeless
To the top of the water
Sirens blare
Lights glare
He is gone
Tears are shed
Then wiped
Cries are heard
Then stifled
In the canal
All is well
This is a lie
This masquerade
People are hurting
People are mourning
People are helpless
People are in need
But no one cares
Because no one knows
And no one cares to know
People move on
People continue
People are smiling
People are laughing
This masquerade
This is the truth
This poem is about:
My community