IS THERE ANYONE THERE

IS THERE ANYONE THERE

Again, you have brought me to my knees…and at this late hour, but still I cannot see you.
Day after day you torment me mentally… yet I cannot feel you.
Even in the very womb where once I rested …you beckoned me forth to follow you into the new world outside.
No torment was ever present in that peaceful womb…my home…my sanctuary!
Not satisfied with having displaced me from my humble beginnings…you induced my very thoughts to question…to describe…to be pedantic, and to appreciate!

I ask...Is there anyone there?

Do you listen to my words…hear my voice…know my thoughts?
Why do you punish me so…entrance me so…bring such a heavy load to my shoulders?
I am but thy servant … instrumental in expounding what fits together cleverly…precisely…meticulously and peacefully.

I ask...Is there anyone there?

I cannot forever remain silent…moribund in my state
Growing as I do in wisdom and supported only by an ageing carcass…
My time ... your time too… must have a beginning and an end

I ask...Is there anyone there?