Monday, April 8, 2013

Parts of A Whole

Once God took apart man to make something more
And Plato theorized that we all are just halves of a whole;
Either way we've been lonely since the beginning.
So when alone we're less than the sum of what fills that hole,
I guess this means it's okay to feel that something's lacking
Like when you walk into the next room and feel someone missing.

Have you ever held a stranger's gaze, accidental or deliberately decided,
In hopes of eventual conversation or should a smile suffice?
You're a brave one, breaking yourself over one of our unspoken barriers,
The one where silence rules in public places of desired minimalist interaction,
Hopefully you've been adequately rewarded by some decent human moments.

Go into the world and challenge yourself to catch a person unaware,
We are all tired of being alone and we all start as strangers anyways,
So might as well risk a little to gain what once was lost.


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