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​Why talk when there are no listeners?​
Why talk when you are in the audience of a born society of "the non- listening"...succumbing to being misunderstood.
Is what I do best...
other thing like being a simple human being.
In keeping to me it might seem that I'd be judging you, I...I could even be in love with you or even be the contract killer sent for you.
In minding my own business watch me.
As I fade back into the silence of the shadows and keep to me.
In my nature of being misunderstood, my ways venture a different route in the cerebrals of homo sapiens with unmatchable roots.
They just don't understand.
My words simply come and go through them, to and fro, they too, simply drift off into the silence of the shadows.
Half told stories and torn pages in their lifetimes, gaps in which need filling.
In a storm of knowledge, it is as though their arms are outstretched, with cupped hands, trying to catch the raindrops.
I, In the shadows being showered by that in which they seek...listeners hear me...going up and down and all over their bodies, the vibrations of a wordsmith.
Listeners, hear and question me...let us reach an understanding.
Understand my gibberish and not simply dismiss what others ought to miss.
If they read this and misunderstood the gist.
Listen to me when I speak
