Hard jostled by elbows and crowded by shoulders,
I walked through a desolate, blight stricken town.
Men hunted employment, thieves sought helpless victims,
and aged men searched for a place to lie down.
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And yet tomorrow we turn another page...a page i fear will be the same as its prior....Commendable work. Mellifluous stanzaic movement.Title reminds me of my fav, E.A. Poe....In fact (excuse my corny attempt at wit) , your title & name are poetical in itself! ''Nevermore Or Evermore'' By the wordsmith, James Orr''! Solid penning, James. FjR