Pariah Poem by Patti Masterman

Be yourself, but invisibly;
Then nobody's down on you-
It may be hard, but they can't see
What it's like, just being you.

If my heart were not opaque,
You would see there's scars, all through,
And my presence not forsake
To treat me like the way you do.

I'm the book that goes unread;
Day by day, nobody reads-
But deep in me there is a thread
Of something that would do great deeds.

Though I'm a forgotten stream,
Or a desert parched and dry,
I'm still human, it would seem-
That only now in secret cry.

So live your life, throughout each day
And someday I won't be around:
I tried to stay out of the way,
And left these words; my only sound.


(July 13 2011)