In Life As In Death There Is Anonymity

In life as in death there is anonymity.

Do we really know anyone?

Do we really know their inner thoughts,

Their hopes and fears,

The crazy chaos of irrational notions

That swirl tornadic within?

 

We live amongst close strangers.

We call them friends, relatives, lovers.

We dine with them,

We commune with them,

We sleep with them,

We make love to them,

But we never really know them.

 

In life as in death there is anonymity

Just like a Potter’s field.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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15 thoughts on “In Life As In Death There Is Anonymity

  1. This is a great description of life without any anchor to hold on to. We are all as waves tossed to and fro at the mercy of the wind. We also have a choice. How to think what to say and how to live. There is a handbook on how to live. If we choose to make our own rules we have no business complaining about the outcome.

  2. We arrive alone and leave alone. In between people have seen one or a few of the petals of a daisy. Only the daisy knows the whole story. Beautiful poem Dominic!!

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