You do not hear me,
My voice too weak to rise above the tsunami,
Of crashing words from your tongue,
You flood my little world,
Destroy my towns and cities,
You tear out all my trees by their roots,
You crush my bridges,
You cast me adrift on your waves of opinion,
Till you can barely even see me,
Drowning in a swell of tears,
After all these years,
Is that all your heart could afford me?
You’ll never hear my voice,
If you cannot read my eyes.