Observation
Shadows of freedom, seen from the window,
dappled through leaves and grimy panes, flutters
of life glimpsed minutely, demonstrating
the facade that exists. Faded from view
joyful bubbles of laughter scrutinised.
Invisible screams trying to attract -
anyone. Watch people nod and walk by
they behold confidence blinded to
inner crises, aspects of doubt reflect
back shyly, prospects of hidden failure -
theirs. Aspects of lives carved cruelly blank.
Twenty first century creed never to see
pain in others; to perceive only through
rose glass, in bright stippled summer sunshine.
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