Silent No More. (an anaphoric poem)
2018-02-13
The silence is over.
The time has now come,
where no longer fearful,
our voices ring clear.
The silence is over.
The time has now come,
where no longer fearful,
our voices ring clear.
Those with whom we surround ourselves
tend to define our worth.
Sometimes it is through their words,
and other times by our own comparisons.
Each time we share a bit of ourselves
we give them more power,
for that is what trust is, power.
The power to lift up.
The power to crush.
A heavy storm is brewing,
out on horizon’s line.
Panic sets as we worry how,
to prepare ourselves in time.
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