Sound And Silence
When you see a smiling face
You smile back and just live on.
The moment there's a tear's trace,
Your comfort it has won.
What makes people think
The crying eye needs comfort more?
Why is it so hard to blink
And look beyond a closed door?
Tears express the pain we feel
And spill out all emotions;
Tears will help the wounds to heal,
Better than all cures and potions.
Silence is, however, nourishment.
It feeds the pain and bleeding heart.
And as the final punishment,
There's just ignorance on society's part.
One cries for your attention.
One hides in silent, pained pretension.
Which one is the louder call?
Which one's closer to the fall?
Sometimes a look behind the mask
Can reveal a comforter's true task.