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Here's a poetry comic from my new book The Art of Living: Reflections on Mindfulness and the Overexamined Life

My Own Game Alone, Lost in a sea of Humanity Will somebody tell me why? Nobody ever seems to notice me. Jostled and bumped, time and again Not one, oh, I’m sorry, or excuse me, from them. Look, at their faces, do you see what I see? Not a single person, is looking at me. Could it be, that I don’t really exist? No, I exist, because I can feel the pain So why, when I cry out for help, Is it always, as if, it is all in vain. Am I special, in some way? Or am I simply, just so plain? That no one notices me. No one knows my name. Wait, I’m beginning to like it this way. A little more so, with each, passing day. To be someone, completely different, To play, alone, in my own game. Still awash in a sea of humanity, Jostled, and bumped, time and again. No longer, does it bother me, For you see, I’m alone, alone in my own game. ©December 19, 2016 Richard Nurse All Rights Reserved. Photo by Alex Pragor Google Images