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Voice of the Voiceless One

Gripped by the voiceless one, the one that screams forever

Tainted by the shadows, stripped of reason’s endeavor

Please tell me why this is, teach me the knowledge I seek   

Is this world turned to the humble, the modest, the meek?

 

Sanity screams for sacrifice, of the unwilling

Ripped from the thoughts of man, hope for wisdom instilling

My eyes flash from the gold, two tiny symbols that takes

From the truth of what I know, of what the world forsakes

 

Why do we accept this, these truths of what truly is

Broken by the helpless, broken by what we would miss

Bones and cloth gripping at me, blades that make me lament

You do not know what is, your wisdom should not be sent

 

Know my song, what I scream, a voice of the voiceless one

My screams shall not end, I will scream for them, til it’s done.

 

© 2015 by RICHARD STOREY.

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