Faith Without Deeds

• Amy Ward, Grade 12
• Poetry
• 2007

There's an urgency in the air
an acceleration in mankind
today's society no longer aware
of the affliction that we find

We rush from place to place
consumed by our own affairs
a little boy, a sad face,
But I didn't stop or care.

He lurks on the street,
No coat too keep him dry,
A friendly face he never meets,
Busy people walk by.

The world is full of pain,
I stop to question why,
Only egotism to gain,
I let that little boy die.