So here we are

So here we are


Early poems

So here we are

So here we are
Alone in the world
Alone with our lives
Alone with our empty echoes
Who speak of love

I am faceless
I am without essence
Anonymous among so many,
Who pass by and pass away
Without a look

One passes without seeing
All hands outstretched
And my soul cries
Because a friend in need
Is a friend you do not need

© Theo Bamara – 27/06/1995

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