Some People Can't Be Loved

Nor trusted, Said the duck in the cage at market. Nor can laugh, At what wasn't said though, those around You are laughing. A sonnet brings light rain in the evening Like morning brings news of noon. Loved be some people can't, Their pain is real why aren't they healed By a kind and gentle voice. Without question some people believe what's Said or like the mag pie are, Open up to gossip party line's where all Can hear. To love somebody who can't be deeply loved Is a child without a conscious.