I'm Not There

In the madding crowd,
In the big city
Bright, ebullient faces hold their smiles.
I'm not there.

Or in the flocking of the birds
The winds through the green,
In the streams finding their way to the sea,
I'm not there.

On the streets
Few people, they mock
Political jokes, fending off the worry
I'm not there.

They're counting their days-
Militia on the railroads
And the prisoners alike;
I'm not there.

Tall buildings- corporate- big-fat cars.
In black suits and ties
Those workers banter.
I'm not there.

In the faith of a child,
in his Nature's play
The road to learning
I'm not there.

In a circle of friends,
People of their liking
Shipping thoughts that matter,
I'm not there.

In the heart of a little girl,
Her poor father fighting the world
To survive each day;
I'm not there.

In the apathy
In the indifference
Or in the passion for compassion
I'm not there.

In my surroundings,
my existence thus testified,
I do not belong, anymore.
I'm not there.

In the compromised freedom
In your fight to fit in,
The search for normal
I'm not there.

I hear they laugh off
this, a fool's paradise.
In the shrill sounds
I'm not there.

You say you don't fear the light
In me you feel the spark,
It's not real.
I'm not there.

In your memories far off,
Good times to keep.
The mementos nurtured-
I'm not there.

In the smoky lights
of my revelation, your conscience;
You say you see me-
But I'm not there.