How?
How do you fight? In anger and rage you turn to hit out
but at what? What is there to smash, how do you fight
loneliness intangible, that can not be explained in words?
Words....whose meaning is meaningless to those who share
and belong to love, to those who have not felt, everlastingly,
the gnawing and stabbing emptiness and need...
Need to belong, to share, and be needed, especially to be
needed by someone, by another imperfect human, who can, if
need be, take up the burden when you grow tired, who can
cry as you have cried, in sorrow, who can laugh with you,
who will stay through all the tomorrows....,
....someone....
who is yours as you are theirs, who will not move
on to another and leave you on the outside unable to enter,
and looked at with pity, scorned for your aloneness, avoided
for your pain, by those inside, afraid to see themselves perhaps,
when if you could, you would change this sorry state.
How do you fight - when you finally give up? ©1970 |