Poetry

Don’t tell me

Don’t tell me from
Looking at your screen
Behind your PC
Inside that office
Consumed in your city – trapped

That what I feel here
Listening to our stream
In front of our big tree
Outside in this forest
Immersed in our nature – free

Is not real – don’t tell me that.

Don’t tell me that all you see is reality according to Fox TV –
Because I will tell you that, like the television, we are on a different channel.

And don’t tell me you told the astronaut that weightlessness is just her perception –
Because I will tell you that, like the astronaut, we are in a different space.

Don’t tell me you cannot accept that.

~ By M@Z (2011) ~