Can you see the people of nowhere?
Look passed the seas and passed the roads and pass the things that make the roses grow.
Up in the trees far beyond heavens reach.
Dancing without a floor and without reason.
Only to find no meaning and no love.
Let go by the angels of everywhere.
Time has no meaning and the stars are lost.
By then the people had seen everything and experienced day.
They were never given the chance to shine like the sun or make a smile on a face.
Just thrown into the city of the nobodies.
Not to be heard or felt again.
All that has made sense was taken by the demons of the night.
Try to find the place thats dark and tortured.
Worn the ones who are falling, the gate to the city of the nobodies was built with no lock, but was weld together with nothing.
Poem by Charine Gonzales