The crowd carries on as I move unseen
Out of place in a world unknown
Begging silently for shelter to stand under
Finding nothing but the Human Sea
Why do we conversate but lack connection
Who must we become to actually belong
How are we adjoined but feel alone
When is the manifest moment
Where are the answers promised with the passing years
Silence is golden after the lexical parade ceases
Pieces of the day play on loop denying the glimmer
Remember the worst and forget the rest seems
To be my mind's strategy for making sense
Where are the answers
When is the moment
How are we alone
Who must belong
Why do we lack connection
About the Creator
Kevin Newton
I like patterns. I like helping my fellow humans. I enjoy writing about other worlds. I offer fictional works for entertainment and beauty. If you get either from my works, please let me know.



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