poetry

Can't read or write in English or in any other way

But I could speak in seven languages like I was they

I'd sing and laugh they'd come around it was like child's play

Until the storm of 0 13 took it all away

I can't talk, well yes I can, I know what I am saying

But everyone around acts like I am just playing

incredulously they look at one another when I try to talk

And give me an "it's OK look"ng  not tryiTng to understand

Oh Adam did you know what your children would endure

The day you looked away long enough to fall away