Words Unspoken Poem by Kim Jones

Unspoken words are free
Freer than the birds who fly
and bear the chain of gravity and mortality.

They hover, clean and white,
waiting to be molded by
the abuser, who knows nothing of them
but how they can be used to hurt.

And yet, they wait, despite
the abuse, hoping-
beyond our comprehension of what to hope
really is-
they hope that someday things will change
and the abuser will learn what unspoken words really are:
Freedom