Monday, 5 September 2011

Say...

Say said the deaf man
Fingers splayed, palms upright
Can you tell me of the rain
The noise it makes as it falls
upon my face

Say said the heavens
I can tell you that
It's rampant and vengeful
cascading down

Say said the blind man
can you tell
me what it looks like
as it falls from the sky

Angry said the heavens
pelting
fat drops
full and wet, sweet and fresh
showering, reinventing, re-birthing

Say said the old man
as he watched both men
Can you tell me of the rain-
I have forgotten how it feels

I can said the blind man-
I can said the deaf man-
It is something that we know well
you can hear it
you can feel it-
close your eyes,
splay your hands
catch the drops
one by one


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