Hearing Hack

There he goes again Blah, blah, blah, never a word Just sounds that pound and hack Not trying to be mean But something in his speak That pulls and lack ....meaning I can hear, "Compassion!" I'm supposed to enter in To his unspoken pain Non-verbals are loud And ears must be atuned To catch the vibrations of the insane ...grief-laden individual Mirror, mirror on the wall Can you reflect the sorrow Of the great and small Oh, no! Look! Scratches On the gray paint That matches ....them all I'm disqualified....right!?! How can I tell the man Who blathers on and on About everything and nothing That my hearing has been hacked And his words AREn't empty He has always been saying...somthing ...and that...well....it's ME....it's always been...me ....little ole me hearing NOTHING at all. Written by Trudy Schrader on 03-13-2018 Note: I heard someone say, "And what do you do with clients who are talking so fast, who want to make sure they are heard?" I perked up like a curious pooch...thinking, "Is that why I do that? Well, I can stop, because Daddy God hears me every moment of every day, and He's the most important of them all."