A massive, reinforced wall
An impregnable one
Built long ago
Stops me to write
From the heart
My mind willing
Tries, tries again
To breach it, sap it
My heart beats a mad tattoo
Dissociated behind it
Lonely heart, wishing to escape
Self-imposed prisoner
Boredom reigns for sure
But safety first
No one is hurting
Behind it, in the breathing silence
Watching others bleeding their words
Glorifying their lust,
Singing their love,
Screaming their suffering
Sharing their most intimate innards
I stand alone , lofty , indifferent
Or so it seems, to the unhappiness
Injustice that is dealt to us
On a daily basis
Knowing no one can touch me
Should I blow up this wall, now?
Maybe tomorrow.
Lucette C. Bailliet
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