Searching for happiness
I landed at the feet
of a mad man
laughing away
his utopian dreams
in the streets
Searching for Pleasure
I stopped at the house
of a prostitute
feeding
her five children
in the ghetto
Searching for hope
i saw a blind man
striding boldly
with his walking stick
in the dark alley.
Searching for peace
i saw a withered cottage
- an old man with wife
Reclining in his arm chair
with a sense of achievement behind.
Samuel Rufus
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hope-in-the-dark/
