In the Meantime

In the Meantime


The rustling of newspapers,
the whispers of voices,
heels clanking against the floor,
where can the peace be found?

Waiting aimlessly for life to flow by,
life in its essence goes on restless.
The unfulfilled desires and unanswered prayers
can bring down the man so pious.

No longer in need of unkept promises,
No longer in need of false hope,
No longer in need of unwanted praises,
No longer in need of love in disguises,
yet his soul innate rages like a tempest.

Perhaps all he needs now are those promises,
the hope praises and love in its disguises
yet he knows the peace will not be found
until to the heart, his life is bound.

In the meantime,
his life is unfulfilled.
His words are unheard
and his problems unaddressed...