| Who Can Hear The Tears? |
| Like drums, they beat ont he white blank pages of an open book Marks appear as letters as I write, but turn into rivers of black ink Emotions lead the way for the words to come flowing from the tip of my pen Adding more rivers to an already soggy gray paper I continue writing to help set my emotions free, but all I end up with is a marked gray tissue Pamela Pratap April 20,1998 |