The Enchanting Air Dances A Whispering Tune

 

I must be invisible

By Rodney D. Coates

 


Please excuse me - But

I am here.

 

I know I wasn't invited... But

I did not just appear

Here I am.


Some strange twist of fate
a thief in the night

 

pirated souls spirited
in the middle of their dreams

to this dark distant place of  nothingness


so sorry about that . . .  But

 

Here I am.

 

Testing, testing - 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 . . . . . . . .

does anyone know my name?????

can't you see me, here . . right

in front of you  -  can't you see

 

 

Strange . . .  I  see  You . . .


I open the door and you

barge in - - - right past me . . .

I was not hired as a doorman here

 

 

Damn, was it something I said or did

long centuries ago

that cause you now to not see me . . .

 

 


testing . . . .

 

testing, 1, 2, 3, 4

 

 

 

does anyone know that  I am

 

Tired, tired of being ignored
caught up in your insanity

 

 

you don't see me . . 

 

DO you . . . ?

 

 

walked right passed me. . .  on the street
to avoid contagion. . .


but you still don't see me . . .  still don't get it

 

 

hell, I'm  sitting, right   here!


my house is right next to yours

 

my kids go to your school, I've been working

 

with  you  and   yours  for...............

 

 

 

you invited me to diner.....


served chicken and rice, while
"That old Black Magic" played softly on the box


thought I'd be right at home - but,  I wasn't

 

 

Hell, it seems like forever - or is that just today


and you don't see me

 

 

I didn't change my address

 

 

but, you only call when you need some color

to your perspective

 

 

 

I didn't change my HAIR do

 

 

but, you only ring when you need some

color to legitimize your existence

 

 

I didn't change

 

 

- but, only when you need some

 

color to make that rainbow

do you see me

 

otherwise

 

I  must  be  invisible 

 

 

By:  Rodney D. Coates      

 

 

        
Yes, I see you
  

by soft`rain



true
sometimes plans are laid
out
to count the chairs
then blindly
with purpose
removed

a conscious choice
of invisibility
because in this world
one chooses his blindness
minute by minute

Yes friend, I see you

I too
did not pick this place
benched here
sitting
as they pass by
me...

seeing

yet blind
sighted
narrowed by their own importance

reading between the lines
is an old course I am studying
for hand-signing and Braille are unspeakable
and still considered foreign
language to many
speaking silently
silently speaking each ignorant act
while vision juggling is taught daily 
smiling only at the blind
sighted
running past century's doors
never seen
because seeing would be dangerous

Yes, I see you

a whisp of hair 
     waving from your temple
          argues with their breeze

be sorry for them friend
transparently cloudy
they are rendered lost and
found unsmiling
with hidden animosities
tucked within their coates

never 
respecting the color

or in fact, the lack...

of possibilities 
     in each rainbow

          do they know
               it would be black?

religiously
     hardly ever on Sunday
resisting change
they carry the same old sack

Yes, I see you!

          let's wander down the track
                    my hand upon your back!


By soft`rain
August 29, 1998


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