Global Loneliness
O that I could touch the hands that wished me well
And tell from the eyes truths mirrored up
Or beside each one's cottage my presence dwelled
Planting daisies, and not pushing them up
This global expansion we are on, merging conditions
But not our memories, breaking bonds
Between the real, linking us like mirrored apparitions
Promotes a garnering of stocks and bonds
Lo the virtual world is a figment of mind, a citadel
Of lies, but my heart is longing for real
To share life's lores; then global loneliness farewell -
When tongue to tongue contented in zeal
The soup is a wonderful place to write, a firm fence
Between our brittle emotions and needs
To feel the joy of faithful friends, and take evidence
Of difference shared yond skin and creeds
But when the light goes out, and the pen softly falls
Like tears, I want to hold each hand
Give a joke and hear the laughs pierce ears and walls
As we sip our wine: jove's jovial band.
O that I could touch the hands that wished me well
When all the family of soup in virue meets
O that we were all children of a common citadel
All poet's love pulsing where sorrow bleats.
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