These things do not just happen; <br />it takes something special <br />for thsese things to occur <br />but it has happened to me. <br /> <br />I have remained silent for long <br />waiting for someone to ask <br />me why it had been so <br />yet no one would look my way. <br /> <br />This silence is pregnant and waiting <br />for a time to break forth until you came. <br />Did you hear me speak of pain; <br />or did you hear me laugh? <br /> <br />I have heard voices not the ones <br />that play with your brains but <br />real ones which cannot be compared <br />to anything l have heard. <br /> <br />She spoke with a voice that was <br />silk if only one could touch it; <br />it soothes like a balm that one <br />could apply on an ailing back. <br /> <br />That is why l have come out <br />looking radiant as if the sun has <br />just open my petals with its rays. <br />That is why my face has beamed <br />as if the sun has just come out <br />of its hiding place to begin its daily walk. <br /> <br />There are things that l have hidden <br />in my heart and saved all <br />these years which would have perished <br />you all if l had allowed them to burst out as lava <br />out of a volcano on a mountain top. <br /> <br />Speak to me my dear, speak to me <br />and let me have my laughter lines increased <br />so that all that l have kept dark would <br />be whitewashed with your words in my ears.<br /><br />Francis Kokutse<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/just-say-a-word/
