"FACINGFACES 2002 - 04" SELECTED POETRY

MASKED MAN

I am tired of endless drones,
busy blues, filling out blank time.
I am tired of waiting as the wheel of fortune spins,
praying the needle will land on pink again.
I am fed up with whining, crying, fighting, wasting time.
Also, with endless promises of rosy endings
by voiceless people of various cults.
I am tired of snoopy, droopy spectators,
sniffing at secrets yet unborn.
At those who herald good news views,
one day and the next,
prophesize doom and gloom.
I am sick of eating, digesting
and eliminating the same stale,
recycled food and air.
I am ready for the kiss of eternal bliss,
after years of suffering and scorn.
Masked Man - leave me alone,
let me soar to regions yet unknown,
alone and whole.


EVA LEWARME
POLAND - CANADA
copyright 2002