UNSEEN

She lives in her life in monochrome

Her senses all are shuttered.

Her heart her mind her Soul her Voice

Locked dark within the cupboard.

She knows the sky is blue

She knows the grass is green

Yet knowing is not feeling

Silence not revealing

The wounds in need of healing,

She lives her life unseen.

Time knocks and tocks

It ticks and mocks

Time’s never late for muster.

And those unpainted by life’s Grace

Greedily do they crush her.

She knows the rose is red.

She knows the daisy yellow.

Yet knowing is not feeling

Silence not revealing

The wounds in need of healing,

She lives her life unseen.

Oppressed suppressed repressed

The means are all the same

Ignorance does not allow

Freedom’s claim to name.

She knows that Love is real.

She knows that it’s her right.

May knowing become feeling

This voice proudly revealing

The wounds in need of healing.

We live our lives unseen.