If Only The Neighbours Spoke Poem by Pen Anthony

Between them
Nothing more than greetings was shared
In their eyes he was unconcerned
In his eyes he felt unwelcome

But to each their own
They saw and didn't see
They heard and didn't hear
They judged her
She didn't care

If the night ever spoke
If the walls ever spoke
If the bed ever spoke
If only the neighbours spoke

Then he wouldn't have to walk in
On his wife and her lover
In their house
On their bed
If only the neighbours spoke

He wouldn't have had to
Point the browning at her lover
Then her face as she cried and begged
For forgiveness
If only the neighbours spoke