Me
I sit alone
Wonder; about man mostly.
His strange way of acceptance;
In fact, acceptance of anything;
Something new; different; strange; useful?
No!…… something destructive; heart breaking; soul destroying.
Something rammed home again and again until universally wonderful.
And me?
I watch; I listen; I silence my thoughts,
As the era will pass more quickly uninterrupted;
– Have patience – I say.
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Copyright © Vasilios Theodorakis 1983
(1st poem written in 1983 – exact date of writing unknown)
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