Give me a sign

I was minding my own business on the bus on my way to work, when a gal who was sitting next to me tapped me on the shoulder handed me her cell phone. She had type a message asking if the bus we were on was going to Johannesburg hospital, I was still puzzled ...THEN it finally hit me - she is either deaf or dumb or both , that’s when the reality of sign language dawned on me - it was this incident that inspired me to write the poem below:

In crowded spaces

When silence is all there is

People, moving soundlessly....In numbing mute-ness

When all you have is a nod, a shake Or a throw of hands in the air

Just give me a sign

When language barriers are sky high

And words are likely to betray you

When the world stares clueless...

In that moment of uncertainty

Give me a sign

Give me a sign when your heart is joyful

When your spirit is dancing to the melody of life

When saying it is just not enough

When I am here,

and you are there

In places were words can’t reach

You can give me a sign

a nod or shake A throw of hands in the air In rhythm

All I need is a sign

ladyjam produtions. 05.04.2011