domingo, 27 de enero de 2013

Who is she?

Who is she?

Look at me, says she
Look at me, please
I hear the ecos of her voice
Bouncing and blowing
Pleading and roaring
What is she looking for?
No one to answer her tone;
Nowadays there is none
But who is she asking for?
Her son, her husband, her love
Her friend, her brother, her soul
Where is she wandering to?
He home, her town, her church
Her family, race, identity, her force
Why is lonely, homeless, hopeless?
Is it us? Is it trust? Is it piety? Is it love?
Which is our duty? What are we here for?
Society comes from soul
Soul comes from love
And love comes from us;
But who is she?
She is us.

By OberonTitania

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