A Secret Thought
I had a secret that I did tell
I told the pen, it kept it well,
But then I told it to mankind
And my condemnation I had signed.
On a page the words will stay
Small and silent they obey,
But with Man the words will out
Whether whispered they will shout.
I had a secret that I hid,
Nobody knew, nobody did,
In me alone could I confide
My own thought which I could hide.
And in silence the secret grew
My lone thought that no one knew,
But then one day my secret yelled
And then my secret I did tell.
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