Nathan

Literary Footprints, Personal

Long gone, the era of empathic initiative;
For nothing now is just because.
Every pain left unspoken remains furtive;
As nothing is worth an applause.

Who says the world exists for us,
When we toil in seeking happiness?
We are but a lonely carcass,
Resting under the sun’s blistering caress.

I lie in wait with my tears unnoticed,
With the wind as my sole company.
As thoughts are together pieced,
I realize that no one will come for me.

The world is occupied, as usual.
It won’t ask me how I am doing.
Only a shot of hope remains residual,
To know that the world initiates in asking.

My fervent wish is to feel that day,
When that era awakens from its slumber.
When a simple ‘Hey, hey are you okay?’
Makes a whole lot of difference altogether.

-July 27, 2009

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