Don't Throw Them Away You Don't Know What's Inside Poem by soren Barrett

Behind locked doors, windows bared, lies a mind marred
A painter with no hands, deaf mute no one understands
But with nary a smile the green grass does all beguile
And without a word we're charmed by the song of a bird
When eggs are stacked some get cracked
A chick emerges from a shell that looks like hell
While in the pan scrambled eggs for mercy begs
Don't throw them out inside voices plead to our doubt