nameless, faceless, homeless

[ellyssian]

nameless, faceless, homeless
By Everett A Warren
September 11, 1997

when you're walking in the rain at night
are the tears upon your face your own
silent in your destitution
finding no comfort in the shelter
no warmth to be found in company of others
reaching out your arms
realising they are holding only the pour
the lightning
and the cold
fusing heart and soul
washing away all the feelings that remained
all the memories and the dreams and the lies
that leave you cold
stealing your life away
dark rainbows of the night
your solace
in loneliness
for in the light they hover
under cover they laugh and play
and they wonder
for you don't try anymore
to keep the rain at bay
while they huddle together
wearing their misfortune like a badge of honour
given them
by another
in a society of victims
they shrive their guilt and absolve their blame
with pointing fingers as if they were instruments of truth
and they wonder
who made you
for you are
colder
and more distant
than the moon
and you can not cry anymore
the wetness in the corner of your eyes
is just the rain pouring down
but the tears upon my face are yours

Copyright (c) 1997 Everett A Warren