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Short Story: A Pillar of Humaneness

Short Story: A Pillar of Humaneness

In this short story “A Pillar of Humaneness”.

I try to emphasize about being observant. It is a lesson every day as a mother, I try to teach my 9 years OLD Bianca. Life is about seeing hearing the silent languages, feeling the pain without words through body language. Being compassionate to those silent noises, one can help humanity. “A Pillar of Humaneness” brings this lesson to light.

a short story and image of a pillar of humaneness

I saw an old friend,
at the local Greek eatery.
Something about his presence
was daunting.
His head hung with heaviness.
His slouched body void of noise.
He sat quietly just sipping a glass of merlot.
But yet, the place was noisy, buzzing with conversation.
People sat on both sides of him,
and not one conversed with him.

I stood there in awe, just watching.
It was like black and white.
The black of a sad quietness.
And the white noise of happiness.
Such a contrast to my eyes and ears.
It wasn’t as if he’s hidden,
in some dark corner of the restaurant.
He was in the midst of it all.
A pillar of humaneness.

I approached him softly, leaning in, whispering his name.
He heard me and lifted his head.
With softness in my voice, “How are you?
“Not good, I’m suffering! Two of my friends passed,” he said.
Gently, I placed my hand on his back,
softly caressing his back as I listen to his story.
Tears spilled down his cheeks.
I soothed him with words, calming his hurt.
He grabbed my hand and held it.
Of all the people here,

you’re the only one who heard my crying heart.

©Linda J. Wolff 2017
|A Pillar of Humaneness|
A little short story.

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Urban Poetry

In this short story “A Pillar of Humaneness”.

I try to emphasize about being observant. It is a lesson every day as a mother, I try to teach my 9 years OLD Bianca. Life is about seeing hearing the silent languages, feeling the pain without words through body language. Being compassionate to those silent noises, one can help humanity. “A Pillar of Humaneness” brings this lesson to light.

a short story and image of a pillar of humaneness

I saw an old friend,
at the local Greek eatery.
Something about his presence
was daunting.
His head hung with heaviness.
His slouched body void of noise.
He sat quietly just sipping a glass of merlot.
But yet, the place was noisy, buzzing with conversation.
People sat on both sides of him,
and not one conversed with him.

I stood there in awe, just watching.
It was like black and white.
The black of a sad quietness.
And the white noise…

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