who are you?

who are you?

my eyes have seen the ravished throng
my ears have heard the bells, the gongs
I’ve danced their jig and sung their songs but
not for once have I known you
not for once have I known you

the garden lies in disrepair
the wreckage cries, self-aware
and I for one cant help but stare as
not for once have I known you
not for once have I known you

O my self
who are you really
and what, exactly,
are you capable of?

——-

© Charlie Young, 2021

[Art: Unknown]

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