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Tuesday, June 10, 2014

The language of silence


When I am quiet you ask me to talk
How will I know, if you don’t speak?
When I open my mouth you press to shut me out
Too hard to speak loud, I barely manage to whisper out
How will I understand, if I can’t hear you out?
When I shout to make you hear loud
You hit hard, oh now you’ll shout?
Woman show me respect, you scream aloud
I whimpered with pains that my body could feel
While the mind is numb bearing the burden of abused
I chose to be quiet because I am never quite right
Haven’t been right but haven’t I been good?
A daughter lesser to cattle you sold
A wife who kept quiet to rape and abuse
A mother who buried her daughters in the womb
A woman who has been abandoned with nowhere to go
A woman who has forgotten all languages of humankind
And embraced silence to speak what ears wouldn’t dare to hear


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