alone in a crowd

 How meaningless and insignificant I am

how unable to reach another human being

 and how miserable and isolated I am 

while sitting in the midst of billions, seeing

infinitessimals and numbers of happy

bapty lapty fidgety clay crowds

laughing and guffawing all the day

No one sees nor hears my cry

in any sort of way

Yet, cats see me, and i see them

We comfort eachother now and then

playing and cuddling like a  mother hen

My fat is a pillow for their circular head

Yet people are another matter

which tends to make me all the sadder

in my unfortunate dismay

that humans are anesthetized 

and can not feel a sunshine ray

that feebly bounces off their self-absorption

and leads society to unlit decay 

while ice catapults projectiles into the air

that fall into flesh to cause despair 

to any hope of congeniality and gay

happy people in the light of day

darkened by the blood moon eclipse

occluding the divine light of love

flying as haplessly as a dove

after a rainy day in May

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