Cobblestones:
In the heart of dispair,
I sit pondering life and its habits,
Its loves,
its curses,
These things all add up to nothing,
Nothing to actually disturd us as people,
but it threatens our humanity,
it brings on destruction,
and dispair,
In its path lies all of us,
We are the cobblestones to its paved road, we are the cracking, wearing street,
We are not the ones that walk the path of life,
but are the ones being walked upon.