So did you see me?
I was sitting on a stone
in the middle of a dessert called love.
Sunburned and thirsty for more.
So did you find me?
I was laying under the leaves of fall
in a puddle of mud called sorrow.
Dirty and eager to rise.
So did you search for me?
I was the one with the black shirt
in the black crowd,
next to the black men.
Unknown and praying to stay so.
So you walked on by.
So you smiled at someone else.
So what ....