deafness
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When I was young
I could not hear
I would stand there and wail
screech like a banshee
Ahhhhhh,for food
Ahhhhhh,for drink
Oh how I could certainly tellThe wildest of talesOf attempts triedAnd those that failed
Of the screech…Of the song,Of the melody thusWhat came nextOf ambition and lust
I was afraid you'd run away.
My first words, were the truth.
I couldn't hear you, but you could hear me.
I couldn't help but sign, and I was afraid you'd be frightened.
This is me.
I see you.
I feel you.
Unbroken silence
Quiet is all around me
My eyes search for sound
Seeing is hearing
Even what is not spoken
Eyes hear everything
Life with no hearing
Silence is normal for me
My life is not loud
