Reach

Silly people

All of you.

Did I ever ask of much?

Did I ever ask for more than a touch

Of hope

Of faith?

Did I want more than such,

Some happiness

Some relief?

Did I request more than I could clutch

At?

More than I knew I would need?

All I wanted was to be freed

Freed from all the silent sounds

Freed from all the empty grounds

Freed from all the destered towns

Freed from the lonely nouns

Do I ask for much?

Just a simple human touch?

For there is nothing within this screaming city.