I realise that I have become immune
to the silent sufferings of those around,
even those close who do not wish
to raise the word or lift their eyes to
show the hurt that is felt in the living
of life beyond the gaze.
Yes, I am fully inoculated from the
dreaded disease of wondering what
others experience of this world that
sees no pain, only the flow and the
glow and the hype of living the life.