Poem-The way to speak

How can I speak without a mouth, How can I speak if no one will listen, If my mouth is glued shut, And no one can understand How can I be heard? Art is the way to speak If no one can listen If no one can hear If no one can understand Art steals the eye Art screams and sings From a stroke and a dot Come a person with a plant A writing is the way to speak When no one will listen When you must scream When you must sing A writing has emotion That no one can feel That no one can speak It will laugh and cry And scream and kick But we all read it No matter how thick