9.17.2016
For Patrick
Lost souls
Looking
Far past their sight
In search of
Victory
In their life
Not easily seen
More difficult
To find
These victories
Dance at their feet
Float above their heads
Whisper in their ear
Even wet
On their lips
But lost souls
Blind to light
Deaf to song
Their touch
Only feels cold
Bitter their taste and smell
Those lost
Their souls meandering
'Round this world
Have no destination
No sense
Of the journey
Stumble over stones
Not quite there
Gasp for air
Gulp water
Still thirst
Wind
Always against them
Sun
Too bright on eyes
Burns
These souls
Search
For what
They'll not find
'Less they will take the hand
Of a friend
©johnfklee
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