the first time i heard it i did not understand
why all those around me would not take a stand
why they ignored the child nor stood up for their word
why the woman beside me said to be seen but not heard
i was only a child but can still see the tears
the heartache and sadness through all of these years
though she was not much older than i by a span
no one would lend her a helping hand
i no i seem childish from time to time
and i know that my words always seem to rhyme
i know when i'm older and can be heard
i'll never say children should be seen and not heard
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