Tuesday, May 10, 2005

When Everything's Over

They'd looked up at the sky and sighed waiting
For the sun to stop shining the way it did
For the days to scurry by without the seconds drag for eons
And one day it did stop shining and they sighed again
Wanting it back , for they had nothing to do but
Wait. Sigh. Sigh.
Once againg they longed for the days when
They could get their hands dirty in the soil they worked,
But the sun rose no more on the east, making them sigh.
They fidgeted.
Let the boredom glaze over their sighs.
The little boy came and cried for He could not ease the sigh frenzy,
They watched Him, knowing the wait for worthless for them but who knows...
"We think of our children and their children," they said, "We want them
To see the first ray.
To feel the water beneath their feet."And they sighed.
The little boy sighed
And embraced a mother before taking leave.
"When everything's over, remember me."
"Everything will return." She smiled.

Friends Without Faces

We sit and we type, and we stare at our screens.
We all have to wonder, what this possibly means.
With our mouse we roam, through the rooms in a maze,
Looking for something or someone, as we with in a daze.

We chat with each other, we type all our woes
Small groups we do form, and gang up on our foes.
We wait for somebody, to type out our name.
We want recognition, but it is always the same.

We give kisses and hugs, and sometimes flirt.
In PM's we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt.
We do form friendships - but - how, we don't know
But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow.

Why is it on screen that we can be so bold
Telling our secrets, that have never been told.
Why is it we share the thought in our mind
With those we can't see, as though we were blind.

The answer is simple, it is as clear as a bell.
We all have our problems, and need someone to tell.
We can't tell real people, but tell someone we must,
So we turn to the 'puter, and to those we can trust.

Even though it is crazy, the truth still remains
They are Friends Without Faces, and odd little names...