The Destruction Of Silence Poem by Rayona Dawson Spencer

You see her every day
And never asked her if she's
okay
you didn't know her so wasn't
much to say

Her parents were on the news today
Crying because someone took their little girl away
the little girl was only eight
and her name was may

and you was the last person to see her ever again, you said nothing when

all you had to say 'I will drop
you off at the bus stop so you
don't have to walk all that way'

but you said nothing

and that's were may's life end

and the destruction of silence begins.