does anyone think
they have the right –
to walk into a life,
choose the colours
define black and white

could shut out this world
could curl up in a ball
could not feel less of a fool
could make sandcastles
as the tide ebbs at my feet

the poem, it gives you control
over the person you want to be
because in the, ‘cyber world’
no one can see

people in glass houses should not throw stones
should not be putting down the lonely
when they themselves, are so alone
they should not shout and scream their head

where are the people –
who made you laugh
and made you cry?
where are the people –
who broke your heart