My eyes see clear through rock and cloud
Privy to things I’m not allowed
Transparent walls, translucent flesh
Clothing an insubstantial mesh
I am no voyeur, do not scold
I wish the world were made of gold
I hear a thousand secrets told
From love affairs to vengeance cold
A million heart-wrenched tears
From loneliness and mundane fears
Pleas for help I can’t deny
Brutality that makes me cry
Even when I’m high up in the sky
I hear them always asking why
I wasn’t where they needed me
As if they think that I should be
Everywhere at once! Imagine that!
Watching always, like a cat…
Some call me skinny, some say fat
For some my chest is far too flat
I don’t know why my body shape
Is more important than my cape
I am defined by what I do
Not my colours red and blue
They say I fail, but have no clue
How hard each day is for me – it’s true!
The world is fragile, one wrong move,
One thoughtless step and I would prove
My words with blood and broken bones
With twisted steel and shattered stones
I share your troubles, feel your grief
But do not bring the burden of belief
In me – I am not human, but not divine!
This world of yours is also mine
I will try, I’ll do my best –
But you are responsible for the rest.
Francis James Franklin (Alina Meridon) 