Sandra Osborne

Playing Games - Poem by Sandra Osborne

Playing games to satisfy
Some deep inner fear,
Wondering why we cry,
And why are we all here?

I asked the blind man
On the corner, 'What do you see? '
And he answered only once,
'Just every single need.'

And if no one understands, there's pain,
To prove that it's all real.
And every time I see your face,
I scream, and laugh, and feel.

Copyright 1992 Sandra Osborne

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  • (12/16/2004 6:03:00 AM)

    Sandra, I've enjoyed reading your work immensely. This piece is painful in its poignancy. I have taken away the memory. Thanks for sharing.
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 5, 2004

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