too many
Too many words
written
Spoken
Dreamt,
Words i cannot speak
I have no voice
I cannot hear what beauty lurks underneath
I sign
To me words are said with hands not mouth
With fingers not tongue
Woven in a fashionable manner
They are there yet unspoken
Criticized,
laughed at
I have no voice,
i have no song
Like a sparrow who can't sing,
But i will make do with what i have,
Until it becomes...
Too much
This poem is about:
My community