"Conservation is humanity caring for the future." - Nancy Newhall

The faceless crowd and I.

Would a Silent witness listen?
Does a silent witness exist?

To whom would I entrust
my darkest secrets, when
my darkest secrets are
not mine? 

yearning, searching through the faceless crowd  
feeling so keenly bereft of human companionship . . .

hopelessly searching for a reminder of the essence of
humanity. . .

who will unfetter them? Who will unfetter me?

. When we all are.
prisoners of our own thoughts
and unsatisfied feelings

prisoners of the dreamt but illusive
freedom - The Eternal Satisfaction .

 Why do we abuse, wrongfully misuse our
 own strength and capabilities?

Am I a victim of my own mentality?  

I still wander among the faceless
crowd. When will I make my voice heard?

Can they see me? Do I have a face?

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Written on 2008-12-15 at 20:16

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good one ya :)

Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
your poem speaks the deepest feelings of humanity wholly and individually. It tunnels in and finds that vulnerability of one's soul. As is your style, Carmen, a very fine piece of poetry. : ) kathy

Pamel Brooke
a very deep and stark poem, I enjoyed reading it.