Words

People breathe and people live
People walk and people move
People take and people give
There are people all around
But what do the people mean?
So much of the understanding
We possess is simply pure assumption.
Do we ever ask them who we are
Or are we afraid to make and interruption?
Uninterrupted, completely ignored
So many go about
Hiding inside themselves
As they wander in and out.
If you listen close
Their words tell a tale.
Their hearts do beat.
They live, they laugh, they weep, they wail.
They have hopes and dreams
But so few hear.
I try to listen
When I am near.
They struggle, they succeed.They rise, they fall.
That's what they tell me
When they speak at all.