12 June 2019

Moo, Translated

You dismiss 
our voice,
claiming 
we can’t talk,
because English
doesn’t pour 
from our mouths

Yet you understand
that a man 
speaking Japanese 
is still communicating
even though 
your one-language 
American brain
lacks a single clue
as to what 
he is saying

You comprehend that
a human child
can’t form 
complete sentences, 
or even simple words,
but they can 
still tell you 
they are hungry
or dirty or scared,
if you are only
willing to listen

You even see pain
and happiness 
effortlessly 
in the eyes
of your loyal dog

But when you 
hear my moo,
you pay no heed
to my voice

You still claim
I do not have one

So let me 
take a second 
to translate 
for your ears 
what you dismiss 
as unintelligible, 
while your eyes 
simply look 
the other way

Pain hurts,
being killed sucks,
and having 
your babies 
stolen from you
is the most
piercing
heartache 
of all 

But you didn’t 
really need 
translation

You already knew 
the information 

You aren’t really 
that blind

Your ears 
could understand 
in any language 
if only you 
cared enough
to listen 



2 Dec 2018




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