Governed by signs.
Restriction, limitation, warnings and
consequences of failure to comply.
We are walled in by words.
No
'have a good day'.
No
'be kind to each other' or
'speak to the person sitting
next to you, they may need it'.
No
'be happy'.
No positive message,
No holding hands.
Just alienation and
blunt commands.
Travelling to work,
surrounded by thousands
whose silence is conditioned
by every word.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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