Silent Screams Poem by Theo Williams

O Brethren O brethren
Shall'th breathe blood of thy soul
Blood and soul of an endangered
This slaughter we slaughter doth take a toll.
Speaketh sharp words till none left
So sharp thy ears rupture with deaf.

‘Tis disheartening screams
Our bare hands art distort
Greed and hunger tear at seams
The ‘monsters' we've taught.
‘Monsters' - we deny we're one
But we're killers; murderers - who've ne'er touched a gun.

Would thou e'er harm the moon?
Or slice our rage into the sun?
We silence e'ery bird's tune
Monster within - an ever-for-ever shun.
Art thou oblivious to Mother's cry?
Or do our bare souls continue to die?

Gaia - victim of human blades
Cover all sheets of land
Darkness in our hearts we can evade
If we heed Mother's bellow at hand.
Purgatory - shalln't we walk with haste
For the quenched greed is all we taste.

No monster is more fearsome
Than the mirror on the wall
No spirit is not to succumb
To the cruel minds we thrall.
Mother's cry cannot be heard nor seen
‘Cause ‘tis hidden by our silent scream.