Mr. Hyde

I’m an observer of people, yet I go unseen
At first I took it as an affront, but then saw it my strength
I bear witness to those around me

I see as they scatter about their lives
Thinking about the errands they have to run
The person they have to see
The one they are trying to avoid
The person that they hate

People miss the world around them
If they would only stop to look
Through the dirt and the muck there is beauty to behold
But few stop to look
Or care
Drowning in their selfishness they pass by their brother
The man who they could feed
The woman they could console
The child they could inspire or teach
But no, life goes on only for themselves

I pity those who go on blindly
It wasn’t until I could see clearly that I truly saw
The freedom that came I cannot describe
It was almost too much for me to contend
When you cast all restraint away you have nothing to lose
You are made invincible to those in your path
Worry consumes them and holds them a captive
If only they knew they held the key
For mine is in my hand and with no one else
The master of myself is just me

I’ve seen you, you know
Don’t think you’ve escaped my notice
You are just as lowly as all the rest
Too busy living your own life
Your own time
Your own rules
Living in your own fantasy
I’ll see you soon enough and I’ll set you free
Just like all the rest
I’ll cast your cares aside in the street
Right along with the blood in your veins
It’s only when enough of you have been relieved of your cares
That the rest of you will set them down on you own
It’s a public service you see
What I’m doing in the street
It’s something I’ll be remembered for through eternity
The work I did
The freedom I gave
Courtesy of Mr. Hyde