SPEECHLESS

HOW CAN I TELL YOU OF MY PAIN
THAT AS YOU EXHALE YOUR TOXIC AIR 
IT DRIVES ME INSANE 

MY HEAD ACHES AND I CANNOT SLEEP 
THE SMELL OF YOUR CIGARETTES 
FINDING COMFORT, IN COLORS OF MY SHEET

I AM FAR AWAY FROM MY HOME 
A GUEST, BY YOUR INVITATION 
BUT OUR FRIENDSHIP COULD BE TORN 

MY LUNGS ARE CHOKED 
BY THIS UNFILTERED WIND
I LONG TO VOICE MY OPINION 
BUT LIFE OF OUR FRIENDSHIP 
KEEPS ME SPEECHLESS.

WILFORD BARKER.