An Ear

The rain is gloomy
the day slow
Not much to do
no place to go
She sits there quiet
music plays in her ear
What is she thinking?
with eyes unblinking
Why don't we ask these questions?
Why don't we care?
Too busy with our lives
with all these 'important' things
Making up excuses
saying its too weird
or embarrassing
Its none of our business
Who decided it had nothing to do with us?
Who said we shouldn't help one in despair?
Why is it awkward to offer to be there?
True they may reject you
they may rebuke you
and refute you
They may say they don't need you
But why give up?
Why don't we try?
One day someone will be glad
one day they will cry
one day someone will die
Will you have been there?
for them at that time...
Sometimes we all need an ear

8/23/10