Junction

For One Single Impression on “Junction”: Dedicated to those we ignore and refuse to feed;

She walked on

Unnoticed;

Ignored

By the crowds;

A starving woman

With nothing

But ribs and bones;

People rushed past

Trying to not breathe in

The smell of decay

Surrounding her;

Eyes withdrawn

From sores

That were denied treatment

For lack of a few rupees;

A train whistling past;

A scream;

Tears from onlookers;

No one cried

While she lived.