Werner Klokow
East London

Answers

Underneath the paint of our exteriors
Under the brows of sweat-stained days
Under all of these
Lies the people we are
When in search of answers
When at night we wish for the dawn
We find the people we are
Until we find ourselves

For it is truth
Our greatest questions
Our deepest longings
Our yearning for complete freedom
The answers to all these
In our own hearts we find
For ultimately we only ask the questions
To the answers we already have
Friday, July 7, 2006
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