Naked


Stripped clean in this world

And set apart as I wander through this life

Alone but always under observation

I am unclothed and running free

With the wind and sun on my face

Then I hear the voices of reason

With their points of pressure and judgment

I reach for something to cover me

No longer free

With flickering variations of contentment

The voices and pointing fingers have stopped

But I am forever naked in my mind
......lisa c                                                                              graphic by Kah Wah Tan

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