"I am a bard.They want me to sing.They live their lies, their loves, their joys, their glories, their shames; and the emptiness that comes to haunt the living before the end.They show me everything.They are a multitude of impositions on a soul so diminishing under the weight.Yet they insist, not knowing my pain.
"For I am a bard. And they want me to sing.
"If only I had my legs, if only I had my eyes, a face to reveal myself : I tell them so. I am naught but ashes of rememberance, of memories disintegrating, of souls so withered that I but REMAIN! I am naught but reminiscence, an overfraught silence, I tell them again. But they don't listen.
"I am a bard. And so I must sing!"
--------------------The Voices Lost in Time
(Anant Tripathi)
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