Sitting in the middle of the crowd
listening not with attention to people talking loud
has become my pastime from days long ago.
Being part of the crowd is involuntary
as having to attend functions is compulsory
has been my way of life from days long ago.
Talks keep me in wonder and terror
as I follow them from yonder
that holds no fundamentals from days long ago.
Amazed at the irrelevance and biting reference
I remain scary of the concluding inference
which incites the hearer from days long ago.
Being in the middle and at the same time away
Not being a part of it with thoughts nestling away
has been my procedure all through the days.
Sounding odd and different I go about
with people calling me proud