Crowds with a look in their eye
that would make you think
every one they contain has seen
the whole horror of the last century,
like they were all burned
by every fire, survivors,
every one of them absent mindedly
bearing all the sins of the world, not one
addressing an absent god, forsaken.
No expectation of forgiveness
for what they have done,
for what they have left undone,
for hearts broken that cannot love whole
for what they do not know. For what they do.
Hong Kong, April 2010
