By Jose Guzman
Nothing is truly as it seems,
Read between the lines,
Finding the hidden truth,
The ‘quiet ones’,
The goofy ones,
The whimsical ones,
The kind ones,
The innovative,
The creative ones…
This black and white spectrum
Unfit for many, like myself
Likely unnoticed by you,
Only the secondary characters
In your world.
Slowly open your eyes,
Surely, hopefully,
You will realize
We were always there
Steadily, slowly appearing before you
Like the invisible becoming visible.
The moment for you to simply
See us truly…