by Tyrone Graham

Created on: March 16, 2010

Stop in your doings and think for a while

Of what is around and never leaves you

In your darkest hour, the moments you smile –

The people next door must guess what you do

If they take the time to pierce your guile:

Your self-styled diff’rence, too, is nothing new …

How far can you gaze without seeing home

Not much different from that of your own?

How far must you travel before you come

To a place where you and it are unknown

To each other?  Have you no wish for some

Unknown quantity, a life left unborne?

’Twould be wise to consider your sameness

Before you think of  your separateness.

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