Faces behind a desk
deciding your life
no feeling no pride
just emotionless eyes
I have been through this so many times. Not physically but emotionally. Feeling the weight of judgment behind my back. Just do not care and still free as always.
They are made of stone with no connection to ordinary people! Love this write!
I bet the hate their job really, knowing that people hate them & being on the receiving end of all those complaints.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The state in all its misgiving glory.