There's someone at
some distant place,
who simply can't make
out your face because
he is so far away.
He can't really make
out a thing.
And his vision has
become so blurred
that what he sees he
can't be sure.
Is it human or
alien?
With what and how can
he begin?
Though he closes his big brown eyes,
the voices and noise penetrate his mind.
And he believes the messages they have
sent. Differences are a sin and
they can never be forgiven.
He scrutinizes anyone
who isn't like him.
They don't want the same things
he does and so he believes
there's something wrong
Well, what do you know?
They all look human.
Hey man, what do you think
you're doing ?
You don't understand.
Don't blame us,
when you fail to see the
truth.
You're outside looking through
a window, giving in to distortions
and illusions. What do you know?
Could it be time to let go?
So, do you think everyone is an
anomaly because you believe the
message of society even though,
it's left you blind and you can't find
your way out of the clouds and
confusion?
Didn't they let you down?
When you fell to the ground
they were nowhere around.
Who's the anomaly now?
Perhaps time will tell.
Ron