I want to tell you something a bit about me,
But I went too far with the creative words,
Writing those sentences that form well-grammar,
Like Old English and my second English language,
Reading everyone’s English Language that they are different.
Don’t try to change the subject, don’t delay to tell you,
A bit about me, thus, though may it be whether it is,
Then everyone comes to me, “I didn’t know you are deaf.”
“I am sorry for your ears loss, the loss of hearing.”
Then I said to them, “Don’t be sorry if they are not sorry.”
Well, still ye to me, saying like, how is thine life? Is it hard?
And could I to ye, saying like this back to ye,
How is thy hearing history? Is it sad when we read them, the most tragic?
Ye say, love thy neighbour, but I see not of thine one hearing family of the word.
© Ismael Mansoor