Monday, October 25, 2010

Voices Unheard Still

What if you cannot speak, I will lend you my voice
Speak as you never spoke, get up and rise

When you are born you cry, we rejoice
Now you cry, we suppress your voice

A day very fast and moving
For you it is a pain, no hand for soothing

Be it menial, be it hard
How they push you, force you my ward

Can’t breathe, can’t speak but hands do work
Who cares you are dead in this murk

Serving, nailing, ploughing all deed
We can’t do these, you do still a weed

Beg, borrow, steal and you will be frayed
Ask for an earned wage, but you won’t be paid

Dying of hunger, no food no fun
Life is there to catch you, how far you may run

All and sundry, punish the same
What sin you committed, in God’s name

I wish all these voices unheard,
Sometimes be listened, slowly word by word

They cannot speak but eyes don’t lie
The only question they ask is WHY?

Expressions plenty, feelings galore
Offer a hand, they do not ask for more

No charity or sympathy, only empathise
May be some day, do not see tears in their eyes

A heart filling plea now follows
To lend your voice if they cannot speak their sorrows

Say, what if you cannot speak; I will lend you my voice
Speak as you never spoke get up and rise..

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