The Heartless Stranger



The Heartless Stranger

The morning dew

Clouded the eyes of

The heartless stranger.

Pedal to the medal

And eyes so deadly

Staring at the red lights

Of a heartless stranger.

Bewildered with a crooked

smile turned upside down.

The humid air became cold,

Ice cold like the heartless stranger.

Time heals and the merry-go-round

Goes round and comes back around.

Bended knees on the solid ground

With no resentment of anger

As I walked away from the heartless stranger.

~Tammy Campbell Brooks