I listen to peoples
profound and inspirational words
and I shake my head
irritated, impatient and disbelieving
I've looked inside you see
deep within to the darkness
that lurks beneath the smile
and there are no answers, no wisdom, no truth
There is just enveloping silence
that threatens to totally engulf
the spark of hope that I clutch
emptyness, pointlessness and cruel irony.
I face this harsh reality
that sneers before my seeking
desperate I question
what point is there, I ask; in all of this?
But there are no answers
the truth is merely that we create
our own truth and answers
to cope with the fact that
thee are none to find.
Anji Alexander 15/11/2003