A friend in every face- Copyright Robert Fullarton 2013

 A friend in every face- Copyright Robert Fullarton 2013

Do you see in every face a friend?

Or a perpetual foe

Deep penetrating streams of people

Between here and now, then

And a distant race

Man is a colour

And the world

Is the paint stripper

Corroding thin smiles

like dust brushed

By the moving wind

And through the tunnel

The elder emerges

Humble, beautiful, tragic

Cracked, infant like

And close to God

Near his tunnel

And the end of the earth

Freshly born youth

The pragmatisms

The newly sown dreams

The promises

The odes to loves

bright as stars

Oh my soul…

How I hurt!