You Hear Me Speak by Patrice Clarkson | Jan 2, 2020 | Poetry | 0 comments You hear me speak You see me thirst For knowledge unknown Nothing Nothing is rehearsed. Then you leave You make your way You too must seek knowledge In your own private life Your way. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson – 2020 Submit a Comment Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name * Email * Website Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Δ