the sad conclusion

Earlier this morning,
on the subway platform in Brooklyn,
Manhattan bound, I was dealing with the hermeneutics
of pouring rain, soaking people
and the subway train,
that was running late.

and I didn’t find anything prophetic
in this morning nuisance.

Till later, —
when the woman entered the train
with her disabled son.

She didn’t say a word, but the eloquence
of her eyes was overwhelming.

She looked at her boy,
I was looking at them.

I saw the light,
but the shell around my soul
was still too thick
to comprehend.

then I had to step off.

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