Words to depict my thoughts





words to impart my visions





Words, conveyed by means of joints

















Communication,









with the people in my life,







keeps me close to home







Yet it’s so faraway








Years, it’s been








and I’m missing them day by day:



One who’d granted my name,






and one who’d been drenched by barriers














No touch, that’s the shortcoming





No embrace, no speech








Only words









How sad it is









that I can’t feel their presence





when others say grace on the same table,


Complete










One can’t do the same







when one’s family isn’t whole



















Technology, words, moving hands





They can’t be felt under inanimate keys


Yet what they bear provide the only things
that cling myself to my first home

and to the world


They bear the alphabet
They bear the segments that compose our thoughts;
Love
Hope
Flood
Ruined house

Barriers
Wishes
Yearning, especially
Those are the words that’s been imparted
and emitted


I never expected that part of me
would depend on a machine

to say “I love you”
or even, “How’re you doing?”
But I am in need of it,
so I thank cyberspace
Without it, the Internet, the computer
who would I be without my father?
My brother?
My old friends?
Most importantly,
How would I be
if I had forgotten where home was?