Hurried footsteps echo around me,
People stop to greet me without really seeing me
Words of wisdom from a fool's lips,
Compliments from a jealous heart,
"Sincere apologies" from an unrepentant hypocrite,
And I sit alone
Solitude surrounds me, silence,
No human company but my own
The hoarse operetta of a lonely frog
The happy gurgle of a quiet brook
The soliloquy of a philosophical nightingale
And I revel in this new- found
What is this world we live in?
Where we can be choked by the crowds,
But still feel alone;
Where we can be swallowed up by the night
But still feel naked and exposed;
Where we enslave ourselves to money
And abandon ourselves to Fate
And give ourselves up to our work
And sell our souls for one moment
One eternal moment in ephemeral time.
Will I find sanctuary again?
Will my soul find peace?
Or will I be swept away,
Merely one face among millions
Who have passed;
Stored away in the forgotten,
Of a person's memory?