I cannot hear your words
While your anger alone is speaking
While your voice drips bitterness
And An Inadequacy of speech.
I can hear
But I cannot listen
To what you shout
What you scream
And what you curse.
Who has harmed you?
Who has really harmed you?
I can see
Then I ask
What are you really angry about?
And I believe that if you try to be honest
If you can be silent and still
And still remember what truth is
You will find the true object of your anger inside
There is an empty place that you haven’t located yet
Find that place and you will stop shouting.
But keeping my silence
I will not break my peace for your emptiness.