Margie Uren

LISTEN

He speaks in rapid succession
I listen
He speaks, randomly changing direction
I listen
He speaks to them
He listens
I speak to him
He doesn’t hear
I’m not one of them
I don’t understand he says
So I wait
Keep the home fires burning
Listen and love
is all I can do
For he does not hear me
I may not be one of them
But I am human and I hurt too!
I sit alone and wait for the day he hears me again