Silence Poem by Nishtha Trivedi

A mere evidence of nothingness,
of hollowness-
cloaked and concealed by silence,
invisible in plain sight
you become.

Forever marked for the world:
a sign of cowardice,
a sign of fear,
a sign of submission.
Permission for the ignorant to ignore,
and the negligent to neglect,
and the dim-witted oppressors to celebrate
what they assume to be victory.

Silence is our wall,
to hide from the knives
of their words
that left such deep scars.

A weakness? Never-
silence is nothing;
its valuable emptiness
and absolute nothingness,
is of utmost significance.

Silence is the symbol
of the neglected,
silence is the symbol
of stolen voices
that hang forever
in this dead air.

Silence is not absence,
but an action of strength;
battling the enemy
without a single blow,
for they may thrust their knives
until they are blunt,
but silence is our shield.

The reign of neglect and ignorance
soon to fall,
for power is short lived,
the colossal illusion to shatter
into countless shards,
while they waste away their words
only to fail,
for silence will be our weapon,
silence will be our scream,
destined to be
truly deafening.