RUDE TRUTH

(a scene i saw beside the boulevard of values)

Hurling sound of the angry wind
Yearned to be hugged.
Over and over,tried to bejewel with
Crystals and diamonds, yet I saw the
Reality, raging with ripe emotion
---- a numb almost lifeless body
lurking, lying, hugging himself
In a muddy, cold earth; an incenerated
Soul in the middle of a fearless rain
Yet still, yearning to be hugged...