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Their Eyes No Longer Had Fire

Samuel Malik Canty: the Word Bird. I am the author of Five Poetry Books, I understand my Purpose, and my words are my proof...

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Their Eyes no Longer had Fire in Them...

Vacant, empty, defeated was the dominant expressions on the faces of the men...

Angry , desponded, no lights and no life, could be clearly seen as they moved as if driven by unseen hands, that choke them with every step...

Voiceless warriors, loveable zombies, street causalities, living while dead...

Venom flowing out their lips, snarling at the life they live and angry at some of the things they did...

The heat of life has been like an unwanted Sun that they wanted no part of...

Their Eyes no longer had Fire...

Nothing to live for, no one to love, and they don't believe there is no God up above...

Body language, clothing all reek with defeat...

Black faces, White faces, Yellow and Brown Faces, all showing signs of agony because of their current realities...

I have seen them moving to and from with eyes that don't believe that God had a Son...

These men who walk the streets, ride the subways, roaming without purpose, cursing and hurting, never certain where they will eat, where they will sleep, are still God's lost sheep…

Pray for them, pray for the men whose very presence make you feel uncomfortable...

Their Eyes no longer had fire and living is something many of them no longer desire


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