Silent echoes ring in your ear.
The emptiness is mystifying.
One crumb, a feast for a family.
Rats crawl out of the cellar.
What is the path to warmth
On this chilly day?
A gift is given in some time and place,
Far away from the city.
Stars in the swirling sky
Shine hope to a lonely heart.
Is there yet love? He asks himself.
Ah, but how could this beautiful world exist