on the street, stories

stretching out beneath the sun
sky chiselled, weathered lines etch
well-worn paths across their faces
(what music do they hear?)
eyes glisten with the memories of places
that have born their footprints
under rain through eclectic roofless nights
(what futures do they see?
what dreams turn with him
through the night?
what fire warms the hungry heart?
......................what promises of light?)