12 Aug 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, No Comments.

Poem 039 Can you see the face

Can you see the face, I’m hiding, one who’s lonely and oppressed,
with a heart that needs, providing, to be freed, from my distress
…..  Look at me, my misery, look upon my tears, it’s been a long time cryin, I could hardly count the years.

It’s a question of a thousand dreams, a passage I still don’t know,
as a leaf lies helpless upon the stream, I wander to an fro.
…..  Look at me, my misery, look upon my tears, is it from myself I’m hiding, or am I hiding from my fears.

Is it a question of misplaced answers, to all this I have seen,
why has it been this way, tell me, or is this someone else’s dream.

Can you see the face, I’m hiding, one who’s lonely and oppressed,
with a heart that needs, providing, to be freed, from my distress