Mimes

Black and white,
colorless lives,
faking their actions,
the invisible car he drives,

without sounds,
speaking in silence,
for the rest of their lives,
an immortal penance,

bursting with energy,
unable to be used,
all of their emotions,
unable to be fused,

trapped in a cage,
hanging onto the bars,
holding on alone,
like a bug in a jar,

lost between then and now,
alone in their journey,
holding fast to the bars,
wishing only to be free...