Broken Windows

Eyes sad 

heartsick

sullen,

stand out

like broken

windows

and make

the 

vandalized 

soul

so very

visible,

the eyes

that make

the sun

seem

dim,

on the

shiniest

bright

sky

day,

murky

sorrow

was once 

contagious

for great

grief was

made to

share

and none

are made

to grieve

alone,

but the

stony

rock

hearts

have killed

empathy

close

and very

near to

extinction