People Poem by James Casey

People

I sit here and watch you all pass by
Can't shake the feeling your waiting to die
Hollow smiles your lowered eyes
You walk along in that disguise

Does your heart live, does your soul ever yell
Living in the hollowness of that hard, hard shell
Is there anything left that yearns to be free
Have you silenced the screams of, 'I need to be me'

Are you all dead people waiting to live?
Or are you just people waiting to die?
Do you know? do you care? can you see it at all?
Do you take the safe path so you can't ever fall?

Wake up, get up, stand up, rejoice it's your task
The air is much sweeter when you lay down your mask
Lay down your shield, your sword, and your fear
Tears, honestly falling will wash your path clear

If only you risked it, you'd find out you're tall
Unfold your arms, open them up, then send out a call
Rejoice and try to live a great life
Don't spoil it all in pitiful strife

Are you all dead people waiting to live?
Or just miserable people waiting to die?

Jim 1995