(Un)Hearing.
Tranquility is shattered
with a stranger’s words;
I have heard them,
though they don’t hear me.
Their wishes are my commands,
from which I have no escape.
Questions they ask me
are forever rhetorical,
my responses better left
unsaid in an “adults’” world
(“adults” so childishly convinced
of their undeclared superiority).
Still, I do as they instruct,
my eyes watching the clock,
patiently waiting for
that which I crave most…
_______freedom,
______________respect,
_____________________and (maybe)
someone to listen.
with a stranger’s words;
I have heard them,
though they don’t hear me.
Their wishes are my commands,
from which I have no escape.
Questions they ask me
are forever rhetorical,
my responses better left
unsaid in an “adults’” world
(“adults” so childishly convinced
of their undeclared superiority).
Still, I do as they instruct,
my eyes watching the clock,
patiently waiting for
that which I crave most…
_______freedom,
______________respect,
_____________________and (maybe)
someone to listen.