To be seen unheard with

So much to say

To be unable to move while

Running away from the mystery

Of it all and the wind makes the

Eyes water and sounds as if all

The world is calling your name

To be seen unheard while

Speaking what’s true to see

Disaster holding you and calling

You friend in the guise of those

That would help things mend or

So they like to say but the truth

Be known that really one day you

May have to plead for their lives

Without hesitation they have been

Stricken deaf dumb and blind the

Only sad thing I think you may find

Is that all was by choice in order to

Combine their greed with their physicality

To be seen unheard seems ridiculous to