Talk, Walls Poem by Patti Masterman

Talk walls, for there'll be no one hearing;
Your secrets are safe, in their plaster and paint.
Talk walls, cause there's no use in fearing;
There’s no other ears here, so don't hesitate.

It's a long time, you've been listening in;
All the grieving and sadness, you couldn't escape.
And if walls could talk, you’ve seen so much sin here,
That no one could live here and ever feel safe.

Taciturn walls, with mute cracks and tack holes,
Forced here to witness every act in the place-
If you walls still had any heart left, in your hollowed
out souls-
You'd have a heart-ache.