[Poem: Slates of Grey]
Sullen faces like slates of grey—
What I’d seen on a walk today.
Bodies rushing bodies bolting
Time for life a disregarding.
Money to make and to grow old
What about the hands to hold?
Deadlines, projects, people to meet
What about our own two feet.
Sullen faces like slates of grey...
What I’d see most anyday.
— Jess C. Scott
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