Disconnected,
heavily defended,
I avoid you
when I pass you in the street,
our eyes don’t meet,
like empty shuttles
they seem to be travelling nowhere.
Disconnected,
heavily defended,
I hear the music play but don’t take time to listen,
see war scenes on TV but don’t take them in,
judge and
blame others.
I hurt the people closest to me.
Disconnected,
heavily defended,
my eyes are staring into space,
truth is not grasped,
beauty remains unseen,
I rush from one thing to the next,
life is just a word.
Disconnected,
heavily defended,
over my head,
I hear singing in the air.
There must be a God,
There must be a God,
There must be a God somewhere.
2003
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Poems chosen from an anthology of poems called ‘For Crying Out Loud – Voice of an Exile’, published early 2016.