May I Speak

May I Speak? Can I speak?
No, I can’t for my voice is weak,
Weak from the life that I seek.

It is weak for no sound comes.
Not a tune can I even hum.
Nothing to save me from the glum.

For it’s the music I won’t say.
It’s not the time or the day,
Not the day, but the way.

Is it so bad to be so silent?
No, no, that’s not what I meant.
What I asked is where I went?

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