Watching People...

Watching people, slowly, surely, hours pass
Into days, into months I watch
Fly on the wall in this worldly abyss
Not moving-silent, calm before the storm
waiting for the next one to misread me again
Ready to pounce, angry tiger hidden beneath tall grass
Skin scourched by African sun, she never rests
Watching people as the shun their faces away
Afraid to say what they mean
Nocturnal behind my back, rumours in the trees
And here I sit an owl barely hanging onto branches
Watching people show me one side and then the other
Jokers jesting, luring me in with their poison apple
Poisoned words flow from their lips-hypocrites
Pouncing from one idea of theirs to another
Every accusation, every call on my blunder
As a frog leaps frantically from one lily to the other
Trying to escape the chef of humanity
Eagerly waiting to gobble up it's legs, vultures on road kill.
Watching people of my own blood, my acknowledgement
How easily do they turn against me
talking, walking like teenage girls in a mall,
gossip hounds sniffing out their next victim.
So much to be learned about this kind, this world, this society that binds
Talk behind your back at night and shine during the day
making the heart want to migrate south for this winter-
Watching people and their ways of dealing-
not strong enough to sort out their own feelings
Turning to my fury, cheaters, dealing cards
At least I was taught how to gamble.



Poetry by Brandi
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Written on 2005-08-29 at 21:49

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F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
"waiting for the next one to misread me again" - isnt that so true? passing judgement on people without ever knowing the full facts... seems like people are a bored species with a flagrant lack of imagination at times... judging and making up their minds on out-of-context details for what purpose other than to liven up their boring existence it seems... meh, im a negative one when it comes to the ways i witness around me... your text got me to think about my own observations and experiences ive been through often enough dealing with "the world"... so i would have to say this is a very true expression... nicely expressed... thanks for sharing :f

later... xx
2005-08-31


chasingtheday The PoetBay support member heart!
scourched - scorched

as the shun - as they shun

it's legs - its legs

people watching, an age old past time, we are all creatures of habit.
2005-08-29