The Face In The Crowd

I am the silent spectator. The observer of the ongoing drama that unfolds everyday on these mean streets of life. Sitting on the kerb i have seen it all happen in front of my eyes, day in and day out, like an incessant rhythm that you wish would stop, like the poetry that you wish wasn't read aloud. I have seen them. I have seen them all. I have seen people with business and without business. I have seen the soul eaters, people who use their power to suck the passion out of others, and i have seen the soul providers. I have seen the love-lorn lovers and unfaithful beloveds. I have been witness to hate and anger and i have experienced the wrath of angst and fear. I have seen the apathetic and the lonely and i've crossed the paths of the healer and the faithful. I have seen samson and i have seen the lion.

It's strange this outpost of mine. I am nothing more than an onlooker, the bystander, an eternal witness to the murders that occur. I don't cause them. I don't do anything to stop them. I can just describe them to someone else. Nothing more than that. T'is a strange life that i have chosen or perhaps it has chosen me. I do not know which of it is the truth.

Yet the kerb offers many interesting sights for the eyes, for those who're willing to see. Look there..yes there..look at those 'people' as they drudge onwards on these lanes of life ...like pale zombies...on their everlasting quest for riches and glory. They are the living dead. People void of feelings and emotions. Nothing satiates them anymore. They have left their beloved ones far behind them as they have progressed from man to their current form. They weren't like this before, but they got too caught up in 'something bigger' like they used to say. Selfish motives governed them and now they will pay the price....they will slowly just wither away, perhaps unremembered, forgotten to all. Poor misguided fools they forgot about life's plans and went down a wrong path. Perhaps life's paths can be tricky sometimes to decipher or perhaps we choose to ignore them. I do not know.

Ah! look. Look there at the crossroads. Look at those onlookers. They've been standing there for eons. Look at them, they look so helpless you can almost pity them for not being able to make a decision. They're always questioning themselves that which road would lead them to their destination. These people don't realize that life isn't a destination, but a journey to be savored. You might be here today on these roads and tomorrow...who knows. Anything can happen. Sometimes it's best to just follow your heart's calling and choose a turning on the road. Perhaps it will get you where you want to be, perhaps it will not, but either way it will be a life full of adventure, instead of one where you will realize as you're about to fade away, that you should have made a decision years ago.

You know I have watched people tread these walkways for a years, yet still i am unsure as to where they lead to. I do not know if there's ever an end to these paths and you know what, they aren't straight either. There are twists and turns at intervals and many times the way forward is slippery, designed to trip those who are unprepared, and sometimes tripping even those even those who are. Some of these lanes will takes you back from where you came, and some of them are dead ends.

But see what i mean. It's amazing these lanes and alleys that make up life. You never know what might be around the corner. You can just trust in yourself and keep moving on. Sometimes you will grow, sometimes you will fall. Sometimes you'll weep and sometimes you'll laugh the loudest. But always you will be learning. You will meet so many people as you journey through these uneven roads. Some will walk beside you, some will ignore you. Some will hate you for no reason, others will hide their love and will wonder always if they should have shown it. Some will love you for who you are, others will love you for what you can be. You will face your worst nightmares and you will have a chance to possess your greatest dreams. I have seen it. I have seen it all.

It's a strange life that i'm living, yet it's one that i live gladly. I'm always there looking at you, observing you, watching you through willful eyes, learning your every move, studying your every look, your every touch, watching you pull and push your way through life. Oh! you want to know who am i? You have seen me. Oh! Yes you have. Don't act so surprised. I'm there alright. You just have to know how to look. Don't you know me? I'm me. I'm the face in the crowd.