The Deaf

• Posted by: Tochukwu Precious
• Created: April 14, 2016
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Watching
Watching them singing,
Clapping and jumping and dancing,
they seem to be enjoying
enjoying every bit of the grooving
And i've been wishing
that my deformity isn't hearing
Maybe i wouldn't have been watching,
Maybe i would have been singing
clapping and jumping and dancing
But my only song is my heart beating

Staring
Staring at them discussing
Mumbling and talking and shouting
It's clear they are appreciating
appreciating every word like it's living
I can't help but imagine
that i never had a problem in hearing
I guess i wouldn't have been staring
I guess i would have been speaking
mumbling and talking and shouting
But my chat is myself breathing

Looking
Looking at her teaching
Introducing and explaining and repeating
And the students are listening
nodding and more importantly, learning
I'm still praying
that one day, i'll start hearing
And i will no longer keep looking
Then i'll also start listening
nodding while understanding and learning
But for now, my lessons is my stomach rumbling

Trying
Trying to give every sound a meaning
Interesting and amusing and informing
If i can, i'll be loving
Loving every sound like it's from heaven
But i have this feeling
that i'll never scream 'i'm hearing'
So, i'll keep on trying
not making out any meaning
Watching and staring and looking
till.....till the day i'll be leaving
© Eze Tochukwu 2015

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