The Invisible Man

 

 

I saw the invisible man

And this is the way he looked:

No head, no body, no thighs

He didn’t have a foot.

 

I know you think I’m crazy

As crazy as they come

But I saw him with my eyes,

I even saw him run.

 

Who else saw this man?

I cannot tell you that,

All I know is that I saw him

And this I know is a fact.

 

What was it he was wearing?

That I was not able to tell

But I have a very strong feeling

He was stark naked as well.

 

If so he showed no shame

At least, none that I could see

And how I could deduce this?

He moved unashamedly.

If he knew I could see him,

It certainly didn’t show

So, I followed him more eagerly

Everywhere he’d go.

 

He walked in and out of doors

Never bothering to knock,

It mattered not to this man

Whether locked or unlocked.

 

I could not do likewise

So, I would just stand outside,

Until he came back out again

I wouldn’t even hide.

 

He didn’t seem to care,

I guess because he was invisible

And if he had taken anything

That too was not visible.

 

I saw him board a bus

And I followed him there too,

He paid no fare and rode for free

But the driver never knew.

 

He entered a cafeteria

But all he did there was sit,

He swallowed not a single thing

Not even his own spit.

 

I marveled at this man

And wondered what was his plan,

He was surely a mystery to me
And I had become his fan.

 

I was particularly privileged

To see this invisible man

No hat, no clothes, no shoes.

Nothing upon his hands.

 

I could tell he was very tall

Judging from his stride

And a very pleasant fellow too,

As soon as I saw him smile.

 

Yes, I saw a man

That nobody else could see,

This invisible man

Could only be seen by me.

 

How I knew he was around?

As a matter of fact, I just knew,

It’s difficult to explain

Especially to you.

 

You’d just have to trust me

Believe you me, you must!

For, after all, you weren’t there,

There’s no need to fuss.

 

I saw the invisible man

Just like I am seeing you

And if you grew up when I did

You probably saw him too.

 

 

  

All it took was imagination:

The kind most children had

But if you did not pass that way

That, my friend, is too bad.

 

Stewart Russell © March 8, 2022