The day I ran out of things to say

The day I ran out of things to say
I learned to shut up
and stop getting my own way

I stopped being a fool
thinking I was cool
to always have an answer for everything

Beads of truth glistened
like early morning dew
and I learned as I listened
and in listening I grew

Still with no words
no adjectives or verbs
I clung to what little I knew
of being quiet when all I wanted to do
was talk, talk and talk some more

I realised how much less I knew
and what an ass that I had been
to go and offer my point of view
with so little that I had seen

The day I ran out of things to say
was the day I realised
I had a debt to pay.

© MH
07/04/2011