By Angel
Date: 25 January 1999

Why Ask This Of Me?

"How do you feel?"
Why ask this of me?
...if I took a breath to speak
it would be in vain
words fallen to deaf ears
can't tell of pain
downcast eyes cannot read lips
nor see wasted tears and shame
Glory To You
who marked my name
and now I fall silent
...my words refrained
with nothing more to offer
even less to gain

Angel