Servus

Mute. Move!
Words hidden inside
a locked away heart.

Noise. Silence.
Day. Night.
Invisible, laughing
without a mouth.
Crying without tears.

Work. Stop.
Walk. Go!
Here. There.
Nowhere.
Up. Down.

Starry night
and sun so bright.
Shadow lost in time.

Servus   Hi!
Slaaf     Bye!
Esclave  Bonjour!
Slave     ?Hola!
Esclavo   Dag!

Name-less
Eyes looking for a horizon.
Nighty night!
Good morning!
Hello!

Eat. Sleep. Dream.

Wings. Birds. Butterflies.

Chain. Lock.
Keys.

Servus.

Trudi Ralston.
July 31st, 2012.

This poem is dedicated to the millions of people who dutifully work every day, often in nameless jobs, with nameless dreams and ignored talents, a thousand years ago and still today.