16 November, 2005

Trapped in silent prisons

ann Smith

Trapped in silent prisons
With bars that seem so real
Unseeing eyes, unhearing ears
And hearts that cannot feel
Feelings kept well hidden
Perception is ignored
Spontaneity and laughter
Cynically deplored
Though emotions are transparent
And kindness lays one bare
Warmth and love will triumph
If we take the time to care
But no-one ever does

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