Observer

OBSERVER

What do you see?

Lights, people

Civilization or maybe home

Ah, you nighttime of course

What do you feel?

Safe, insecure

Hoodlums, derelicts?

Ah you feel your tribe

Yet there is a line

An intersection of day and night

An gray area of in between

Where the lone observer

Wafts in the dual zone

Having a cognac with Death

Vintage champagne with Life

The Observer sees and feels

The dual nature of night and day

Of day and night

Life and Death,

Opposite sides of the same coin

The real world is not seen with our eyes

The real world is not heard with your ears

Nor smelled with you nose

You fingers feel what your reality tells you

Yet to see reality

You must breathe it with your soul

Embrace the beauty

Embrace the ugly

Embrace those faint echoes

Calling your soul to long lost memories

Open your self

Dare to be scarred

Brave rejection

The Observer longs for this image

A community of acceptance

A place to belong

A loner, a wolf banished from the pack

The Observer will stay true

Sharing drinks with Life & Death

Until more embrace the truth

TA Shaw

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