Walking through a crowd,

I look across the way,

A child looks me in my eyes,

We lock eyes,

I read her like I understand,

I smile, she lowers her head in shame,

I feel her hurt, her pain.

I look at who is holding her hand,

An anger man with dreadful eyes,

We lock eyes,

I read him but, I don't understand,

I give him a sad look,

He senses my thoughts,

He lowers his head to the ground.