A Walking Man In The Street

A Walking man in the street Is out on a nowhere go Somewhere away trick or treat In a time of a moment’s flow The hours are moving a way In many conducts on going Half-filled hours and astray With cigarettes once glowing He walked his way so lonely On to the corner there He knew he was there only No one seen elsewhere All day is a walking to night And finding its way about His thoughts are in a flight With many of day's doubt A walking man looking up And seeing the windows stare For a moment he might stop Look thru a window at tableware Perhaps think about yesterday When his future was bright And then go along his way Further into the lonely night