Found in the crowd

The crowd finds itself 

When lots of people 

Are lost in the hustle bustle 

Or smudged by common color

Of emotion or purpose 

Someone always follows the other

Till the crowd gains a momentum

The hissing serpent expands 

Stretches towards  a destination 

And the summation of many mes

Those who are lost in the throng 

For when it is everyone 

It actually implies no one in particular 

The easiest place to hide 

Is the limelight of a crowd 

Out in the open 

With thumping chests 

Weilding candles 

Cracking the masks 

For there is an open garb 

That covers the lost ones 

Who are found in a crowd. 

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10.10.23