13 December, 2005

Take the time to care

ann Smith

I’m trapped in a silent prison
With bars that seem so real
Unseeing eyes, unhearing ears
And a heart that cannot feel
My feelings kept well hidden
My perceptions are ignored
No spontaneity or laughter
They are cynically deplored
Though emotions are transparent
And kindness seems so rare
Warmth and love could triumph
If you’d take the time to care

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