Uncomfortably Numb

I see with my eyes wide open
Yet I don’t see your suffering
I hear your cry of agony
It’s just another sound to me

I see the plea in your eyes
Yet my eyes remain vacant, stony
I sense the urgency in your need
Yet I remain unmoved

I see the tears in your eyes
Yet I glance away, staring at the empty sky
I see a human trampled and crushed
I am glad, it wasn’t me

I see the blood splattered around
I’ve seen worse on reality TV
I’ve seen the way you lie
Broken, grotesque, disfigured

I don’t have the time to stop and stare
I just don’t have the time to spare
I don’t have the means to lend you a helping hand
Or is it that I just don’t really care?




M V J Simon 2009

Reflections

I see so much of me in you
When I gaze deep into your eyes
Is that you whom I love?
Or is it the reflection of me in you?

I gaze deep into the languid blue
So still and serene the watery brim
Concealing well the currents that rage
Beneath in those unrevealed depths

I long to dive right in, right now
Plunge headlong into that calm
In one moment of insanity
Or is that eternity?

Was it my reflection that lured me in?
Or was it my need to belong
Is it you who claimed me?
Or did I lose myself in my own self?

Is this love that they sing about?
Blind and reckless with no reason at all
Or is this nature claiming its own?
To be one with her for all eternity




MVJ Simon 2009

Somewhere...

Somewhere I lost myself in your words
Words so gentle and soothing, they made me live
Somehow I believed all that you said
Maybe I wanted to, those words I longed to hear

Somewhere those words lost their meaning
Often repeated, the charm faded away
Somehow those words became irritating
The magic wasn’t just there anymore

Somewhere I started detesting the emptiness
Those words drummed incessantly into my ears
I didn’t want to hear them again
Somehow words had become so intrusive

Somehow I longed to shut out words
And be still and calm away from them all
Yet when I closed my ears, the din grew louder
I tried to shut my thoughts out, yet those words resounded

Somewhere I hear myself screaming
I don’t want to hear those words anymore
Devoid of meaning and without a trace of feeling
Those words are dead, a forlorn carcass awaiting vultures

Somewhere I long to escape from the menace
Of meaningless words that spew out from lying tongues
Somewhere I hope to find words that come straight from the heart
Somewhere I wish I find words in its truth

And there I know I will find love

MVJ Simon 2009

Alone

When the wondrous rounds of applause fades
When thinning crowds turn their backs and slink away
When it’s your time to call it a day
In the blackest of the nights

You know you are alone, just the way you arrived

When weary eyes long to be shut tight
And a dull ache spreads across your chest
When you don’t care enough to pretend
And cast aside the well worn mask

You know you’re alone, just the way you’ve been

When you shut the world out and remain inside
Content with little remnants of a life gone by
When the thrills of achievement and the joys of living
Seem hollow as words of empty praise

You know you’re alone, and you like it more

When you know you cannot win
In that one last race against time
Wake up to a day that really counts
Maybe you could pull out a surprise

Face it, you’re all alone.

There’s no rewind, no looking back
The clock ticks on, going on and on
Round and round, time after time
The circle of life, unwinds

Alone you came, and alone you will go.

Go on, make a living!

Go on to make a living

You’ve got bills to pay

Go on and get a job

To survive, it’s the only way



Wake up at four

And pack up your box

Get to work on time

There’s glory and honor and a pension maybe



Go on to make a living

Fill all hours with work

And some more when you get back home

Don’t waste your time idling



Go on to make a living

Look at your neighbors, they’re watching

Go on, get the car you’ve always wanted

You have your life to pay it all up



Go on, make a living

You must stab or get stabbed

It’s life or death out there

Weakness will never be spared



Go on, make a living

By crook or a mean hook, make some money

Live life in the fast lane

Don’t you see that’s what really counts



Go on make a living

That’s what all preachers do

There’s power and honor and glory

In gathering as much as you can do



Go on, make a living

Be richer than the richest

Go on get that new car

And the girls that come with it



Go on, make a living

The world out there is yours

Go on, grab it all

There’s so much to take with you



Go on, make a living

Make more, more and more

There’s always room for some more

Go on, make a living



Go on, make a living

You don’t have much time

Go on, make a living

Or go to hell and die!


MVJ Simon 2009

Mirror

Life is a mirror so clear
When you look at and smile
it smiles back at you

Life is a mirror so faithful
When you are sad
It tells you it isn’t so bad

Life is a mirror so harsh
When you believe you’re fairest of all
It shows you those pimples

Life is a mirror so passive
When you watch it pass by
You remain where you are

Life is a mirror so cruel
When you hurl disgust
It breaks you down

Life is a mirror so jovial
When you laugh at it
It laughs back at you

Life is a mirror so fragile
Handle it gently
Never, ever let it drop

Life is mirror so beautiful
When you look at it
See how unique and precious you are


A Poem by MVJ Simon

Now

Wake up to the new dawn with a smile on my face
Open wide the windows and watch sun rise
Inhale some fresh air and breathe in the fragrance
Listening to the song of birds

Walk around the park for a while
Stop to admire flowers in full bloom
Sit for while on the bench alone
Plan what needs to be done

Make every moment count, enjoying each second
No matter how mundane the task
Every little thing does matter
It’s the details that make the future

Refresh mind and body with adequate rest
To perform at it’s fullest best
Create something new every day
Something that was never there before

Accept people as they are, cast prejudice aside
Look for the good inherent, there will always be some
Keep the smile alive, even when I’m dead tired
As the day dies down, and night begins

Rejoice in life’s precious gifts
Look at each day as a blessing
It’s here and now
Grasp it with all might

When the clock stops ticking
And there’s silence all around
Life will go on
What remains then, is what I must do.

Now.




MVJ Simon.2008

The Wait

Lonesome the old house stood
Majestic and serene
Gone are the voices of children
That echoed down it’s halls

Still lie the waters in the pond
Not a ripple, not even a tear
Shed for the little children
Who once naked, swam around in glee

Dust on the bookshelves
Shorn of varnish, dull brown teak
Cobwebs on rafters
Spiders busy at work

Gone are the children
The pillars of this house
In search of fame and glory
And a living to be made

They’ve all become bigger
Than this house, this old relic
They’re no longer little children
Whose laughter filled this space

I wonder if they’ll all come once
It’s just a daydream
I know that clocks can’t be turned back
It’s just my daydream