Our Voice.


When do we speak out?

We walk about with our bodies weighed down

Weighed down by both the little we have said and the lot we have not said.

We hold it all in; afraid to question.

Afraid to be wrong.

Afraid to be different.

 

When do we speak out?

Do we wait till the people are dead?

Till our men have gone to war?

Do we wait until we no longer have anyone to talk to?

Till we are only left with the spirits of the people that once were?

 

When do we speak out?

When we’re older?

When we’re wiser?

When we’ve seen more, done more, felt more?

When we’re more matured?

 

When do we speak out?

When our lips have forgotten how to curl up in a smile?

When our eyes no longer brighten?

When our bodies no longer shake with laughter?

When we have lost the will?

 

When do we speak out?

Never.

someday.

one day.

Now.

 

Rowie.

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