What does the peot want to express in the following. Explain in your own words.
 Why, tis no matter, man; if they did hear,
 They would not mark me, or if they did mark,
 They would not pity me, yet plead I must;
 Therefore I tell my sorrows to the stones;
 Who, though they cannot answer my distress,
 Yet in some sort they are better than the tribunes,
 For that they will not intercept my tale:
 When I do weep, they humbly at my feet
 Receive my tears and seem to weep with me;
 And, were they but attired in grave weeds,
 Rome could afford no tribune like to these.
 A stone is soft as wax,—tribunes more hard than stones;
 A stone is silent, and offendeth not,
 And tribunes with their tongues doom men to death.