THE MAN IN WHITE

There is a man in white who walks these streets.
Have you seen?
His shroud shines clean in his bare feet.
Stare strait ahead, his eyes never stray
His stride never falters
So get out of his way.
His eyes never stray
Except for today.
I was walking along when I saw him
Bowed my head as to pray.
Something lifted my eyes and his eyes met mine
I walked away
I turned my head he stood there the same
As if waiting for me to explain
I felt clam, could he see my pain?
Still I walked away
There is a man in white who walks these streets