People Of Another Truth
People I have metI looked them in the eyes
I touched their skin as I passed by
I heard their voices
Did I make a difference for them?
Have things changed for them?
Did I do anything to help?
Maybe they never heard me
I was standing right in front of them
Did they ever see me?
Was I ever in their reality?
Or were they in a reality of my creation?
Poetry by Rob Taylor
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Written on 2007-10-20 at 08:31
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