The Lament
I am orphaned,
disowned by the world,
disfigured by the norm,
dismembered by pain.
The world, I rummage through like an invisible
floating blob,
Life, I consume,
its seconds into minutes,
its minutes into hours, days, an existence...
Every sunrise I awake and wonder,
How did my life pass me by??
Why did I not notice??
When did I get here??
How will it end?
Behind the flow of this world, I see no reason,
no logic, no emotions.
I see no passion, nor compassion.
Love is a long forgotten phrase, a cliché!
Togetherness exists but in that dreamy mid-world
of sleep and
wakefulness.
I see myself, an observer,
witnessing the passage of every precious moment,
its journey to the void,
unattended, unfulfilled, alone....
Oh bitterness! come take me away,
in all the lies I was led to believe,
you were to be the truth,
the reality,
the curse of the living,
the human condition!
Oh bitterness! come take me away....
to your undeniable brawn I surrender.
Parissa
Tuesday Nov 2, 1999
