they never listen to me
why do I listen to them?
Is it because I hope
wish
desire
for what I give
to be given back?
when will I be listened to?
They hear
but not listen.
when will we listen
to the cries of others?
when the cries hit too close to home?
when we are near destruction?
when the world ends?
hearing and listening.
they go hand in hand.
yet one is always forgotten,
while the other is in use.