I am the unknown poet, who strives to speak in rhyme, <br />to weave the words of human thought, spilling from my mind. <br />To give a voice to those of us, faceless without names, <br />to comment on the world at large, or what of it remains. <br /> <br />I am the unknown artist, who paints in brilliant hues, <br />the things that no one wants to see, ideas of human ruse. <br />While searching for reality, within a world of lies, <br />I'm brushing truths on canvas, unveiling their disguise. <br /> <br />I am the unknown living soul, trapped within my shell, <br />seeking signs of heaven, facing those of hell. <br />A life filled with potential, soon gone without a trace, <br />who knew that rats were winning, within the human race. <br /> <br />I am the unknown dreamer, who prays for hope and peace, <br />imprisoned in a haunted mind, where death will find release. <br />For now, I am a poet, who no one seems to know. <br />Perhaps someday, someone will ask, who was this Jane (Van) Doe? <br /> <br />© 2010 JVD<br /><br />Jane Van Doe<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gt-who-is-jane-doe-jane-doe-jane-van-doe-jane-doe/
