Ella Wheeler Wilcox

(5 November 1850 - 30 October 1919 / Johnstown Center / Rock County / Wisconsin)

Voice Of The Voiceless - Poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

I am the Voice of the Voiceless
Through me the dumb shall speak
Till the world's deaf ear be made to hear
The wrongs of the wordless weak.
Oh shame on the mothers of mortals
Who do not stoop to teach
The sorrow that lies in dear dumb eyes
The sorrow that has no speech.
From street, from cage, from kennel
From stable and from zoo
The wall of my tortured kin proclaims the sin
Of the mighty against the frail.
But I am my brother's keeper
And I shall fight their fight
And speak the word for beast and bird
Till the world shall set things right.


Comments about Voice Of The Voiceless by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

  • (7/4/2016 11:31:00 PM)


    A great poem, may be pioneer in raising the voice in support of wild life and all living beings having no voice audible to human beings. (Report) Reply

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  • Jayatissa K. Liyanage (7/4/2016 9:40:00 PM)


    I really appreciate voices crying for the nature, however much insignificant they may look. Let this Voice of the voiceless be heard all over the world and even beyond. Congrats for being the poem of the day.X (Report) Reply

  • (7/4/2016 9:28:00 PM)


    It's with poems like this
    That the best that is in us,
    Is fed.
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  • Ron Postit (7/4/2016 9:24:00 PM)


    Soooooo beautiful! I love this and agree with it 900000%. You have a beautiful way with language. (Report) Reply

  • (7/4/2016 8:31:00 PM)


    ........someone must speak for those who can't ★ good write (Report) Reply

  • Susan Williams (7/4/2016 3:49:00 PM)


    Oh. My. Word. The woman writes as if her pen were made from the feathers of angel wings. God who created all creatures gave man the responsibility to take care of them [Genesis] and to not abuse them [I didn't write down that reference like the idiot I frequently can be]. In failing to take care of our fellow planet-mates we are indeed destroying inch by inch our only home in the universe. Ella Wheeler Wilcox sang it true and we best listen before it is too late to reverse the damage we have done. (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (7/4/2016 6:53:00 AM)


    The sorrow that has no speech! Nice piece of work. (Report) Reply

  • Jeanie  Leyba (7/4/2016 4:12:00 AM)


    Beautiful! It's really good and moving (Report) Reply

  • Rajnish Manga (7/4/2016 2:45:00 AM)


    And I shall fight their fight
    And speak the word for beast and bird..../ Great poem about the poet taking up the cause of all those who have no voice including birds and animals. Who will speak on their behalf. Thanks.
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  • (3/25/2005 7:54:00 PM)


    Wow, I really liked this......different... Sincerely, Mary (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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