Dead To the World

In his head he saw the rising of the moon
In his head he heard the piper's tune
In his head all this was seen and heard
But with his mouth he never said a word

In his head he heard the thunder roar
In his head he saw the eagle sore
Inside his head the thunder and the bird
But with his mouth he never said a word

The people thought his mind was dead
But they could not see inside his head
Though he was deaf and dumb and blind
He was alive inside his mind

In his head were rainbow colours bright
In his head the soft cool breeze of night
Though all these things were seen and felt and heard
With his mouth he never said a word


By Denis Briggs
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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March 3, 2021 at 10:49 AM
Oh my God, Mr. Briggs, that was beautifully said. Because, no one knows what goes through the mind of a person who has no voice. That poem was very insightful and thought provoking!!!
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