The Silence was loud

 

The silence was loudLike the heart that was once poundingWith blood surroundingOnce filled with lifeBut is weeping in sorrowThere’s no tomorrowThe silence was loudBlades on the groundDrowned in miseryOnce slaved to its own beingIs free nowThe silence was loudPeople filled with tearsBut they were just being the selfish onesMaking me stay here

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
My country
Our world

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