Deafness is soundless sight Music frozen in paper Air with no sound Rhythm with no beat Rushing bodies in the street Bumps of surprise A tap of disruption. Mouth and lips move against the Glass of isolation Words emerge: Life's stream of bubbles Crystal spheres, hollow of meaning, Break and ripple at the surface of reason, While silent, on the sandy floor, Deafness sways in mute incomprehension. Invisible to most Embarrassing to some Deafness hides from the social stare Huddled in ghettos from the listening ear. Talents wither in the soundless air; Each hope blooms and dies in dumb despair. What once seemed only a Quixotic joust To turn the Public Ear And see the Deaf as fellow men --One Deaf man tried for forty years to show the world the Deaf belong. As humans do, in the Grand Hall of all creation. No more must the deaf man Stand outside, on tiptoes, To see life's grand commotion But step up to the dance of life And sing the song of strong emotion. My Father within his own Soundless world and intense frustration, Smashed the locks on a million Cells of desolation. He set free, by single purpose And tenacity of mind The human force locked up in A silent scream: He leaves the deaf Not wishing But living The impossible dream.
John David Willams August 6, 19833
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|Author:||Willams, John David|
|Date:||Mar 22, 1999|
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