of
my room
as
I enter-exit theirs,
friends
and colleagues
walking
carriers of fear and hope
mask-wearing
and unmasked
perhaps
like me,
they
come with complaint
and
suggestion
demand
and supply
the
randomness of our days
the
moments that drive
the
events that frame
and
they come
with
tea or coffee
copy
or excuse
heart
or mind or both
paper
to sign
joke
to share
these
paper-makers
who
test my work-time teeth
in
their uniqueness
different
from one another
varied
from hour to hour
and
I wonder:
do
they come to see me
and
see someone else instead,
like
I do
when
with smile or grime
or
threat and pledge
they
walk in and walk out?
Oh, I'm sure they see you!
ReplyDeletei am not so sure!
ReplyDeleteco -operation with co- workers brings and adds confident to lives of all and those things are are not confidential.
ReplyDeletedear poet i guess we can see you through this page 'Malinda words'.
people can see you in different ways the way they understand you through your words.
some see somethings but don't see many things for sure. to see something accurately not easy. An analysis of a person of something may be at the end of each day will bring in to the not always in to the surface but will stay in the deepest place of the heart and mind and only the person who saw this and that knows what he/she saw or only that person knows the outcome of the seen and not seen things of this society.
others will not probably get to know all the things because none of can read 'hearts and minds' accurately it is easy to read the papers of the paper makers.