~I Broke a Doll ~
I broke a doll that didn’t cry,
My eyes cried tears for her anyway.
And then I broke a glass of juice that didn’t scream,
But my hand screamed very loudly.
After that I broke a book the binding stayed so silent,
Naturally my response would be to yell incoherently.
Later on I broke a nail that made no remark for it’s loss,
I considered it a favor to remark explicitly.
The silence of all the things I broke today,
Really broke my silence.