Anonymous, aka: Makropoulos

( globalvoices )

My name is Anonymous;

I just walked past you,

but you didn't

see me.

I was born to blend in,

and named to be unnamed --

If I 

were sitting next to you

you wouldn't notice

me;

if I were speaking

you would interrupt --

it's not

that you can't hear me;

it's rather

that my words 

appear irrelevant.

I would love to be heard,

but my fate 

is 

not to be.

I am woman;      I am disabled

I am blonde;             I am shy

I am brown;                                 I was once abused--

I am homely              I am fat

I am poor     

I collect your garbage

                                                   I am an open bruise.

I can't read    ,           I am male

I used to work

in a factory, and

now I don't work at all.

My name is Anonymous;

I just walked past you.

( wikipedia(anonymous))

My name is Anonymous,

but when I'm alone

I sing like a bird

I write words that seer

I design all my own clothes

I paint perfect portraits

I built my own home.

I touch people gently

I heal aching bodies and heart;

I love my children dearly

and refuse

to abuse

again.

I listen to you carefully, and

believe that what you say is true.

I cry alone at night

and speak a language known by few.

My Name Is Anonymous.

I just walked past you.

My Name is Anonymous,

but my name is Makropoulos

and I beg you not

to take my words not

to take my songs.

They are mine;

yet they belong

to all the world