Empty streets in every town

Lead to shops with signs that say “closed”

Empty footfalls not heard on the ground

Of sidewalks that lead to nowhere but woes

Impossible to read a covered face

To draw out a hidden smile

We read the eyes and search for a trace

Of hope in our unknown trials

Empty hearts cry for peace

But look around the wrong corners

Instead—look to Christ, for He will please

And soothe the soul of every mourner

 

anthony forrest