Inspired by the poem “This Is a Photograph of Me” by Margaret Atwood
So much to uncover
So much going on in a single picture
At first a mess of city life
But a look deeper and so much more can be seen.
At first glance
All that is seen is hundreds upon hundreds of people
On the left buildings towering over one another
And on the right a forest full of pine trees
All seems perfect.
No one suspects a thing.
No one sees the lies they are living.
One the top right corner
Almost hidden by the trees
A house can be seen
Within the house a figure lives
That figure is me.
I live there alone for I know what they do not
I know the truth
I tried to tell them about the lies that surround them
They did not believe
They thought I was crazy.
They silenced the truth.
They silenced me.