They’ll clear my ears for free the advert says
A few drops of oil to soften wax
And then the suction job
I’ve had it done before
It’s very good
Now you’re deaf
Now you’re out the wood
I’ve always had a problem with my ears
A weeping ear at birth
My mammy said
Now I have the hearing aids
You see them everywhere
All the old folk now
Tuned in on the air
A man is brought to Jesus
Impediment in speech
And deafness may have contributed to that
For when we cannot hear right
Our speaking suffers too
Pronunciation difficult
Oft times goes askew
And if we would speak well again
In conversation kind
In thoughtful words
In eloquence
In speech that’s sure and sound
We need cured of our deafness
Our inability to hear
The word of God that’s spoken to us
Let us each day draw near
Brian Fahy
10 February 2022
Erris Poetry 