Behind this plate glass barrier
I'm inferior, out of reach to others
Watching those pass by, step by step
I see a nonsensical world where faces
Are blank and without expression
There are smiles which are short lived
And quickly extinguished upon the four winds
For out there I can see there is no belonging,
No needing, loving...only greed and subservience
In my world here this side of the barrier
There is quiet and understanding of the sound
Expressions are what one makes -
Laughter is light hearted...but generated with heat!
As I watch in silence this other world
Where shadows follow like dogs on leads
Into no 'Mans Land'
For this is where most are heading...
Nowhere!
Behind my plate glass observation seat
I see a world of robots and machines
Copying each other with their traits
Walking this way, that way... then repeating
The process - for no reason?
Only reason...their mundane life
As I sit here from all this -
Isolated in my retreat, I realize soon
That I must venture out there and -
Join those lost souls...
For I only take refuge within
My plate glass barrier for a short time
Knowing that I too am the same
As those out there -
Nothing more but a robot within a shadow...
Following like a pet dog
But for me I seek release, refuge and -
Normality...whatever Normality is?
B...
Written By B.R.Walker
14 August 2008
Copywriter UK