No man can see the fainted face
stamped on the wall,
but I can assure you that I do,
because my eyes are perceptive
enough to recognize
the inevitable in you, and
in the rest of the unkind-selfish world
unwilling to give in to the susceptibility
crushed in the heart of
an innocent soul
brought to the world
by irresponsible caregivers.
Can you?
Can he or she?
Can they?