Hiding in plain sight.
Amongest dozen of people.
There and then gone.
A moment where someone sees
Just a brush of movement.
They turn and look,
But nothings there.
Silent and stealthy.
It moves around as if it wasn't there.
Some people may see it,
But as soon as they blink
Its gone.
Shadows
Are everywhere.
If you look close enough
It might be seen.
Might be recognized.
Shadows
Want to hide in plain sight.
Cause if they are stop
People can see
That these Shadows.
Are none other
Than the people that don't want to bee seen.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem