We have no mouth,
but need to scream,
we have no eyes,
but need to see.
What do we need to do?
What do we have to break?
For our voice to be heard?
Fighting, rumbling, raging
are what we resort to,
do we have what it takes to?
A man truly says, what he feels,
and never, ever, backs down,
even if he is at the short end of the deals.
SCREAM! SEE! BREAK! HEAR! CHANGE!
WHAT is the point,
if we can't do what we want?
Wouldn't THAT seem rather strange?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sometimes we do need to stand up and scream to be heard! Nice write!