For years, For ages, For moments
Silence has being the order of mood
While he kept on receiving the inevitable problems
He is quiet but not dumb
Though he fears of what the future had if he spoke out
Who will be hurt if he switches his voice on like the old radio.
Will his world be destroyed by a little volume from his voice,
His emotions is locked inside like a prisoner of the law,
His emotions though as wild as a hungry Lion,
Has been suppressed liked the old Israelites.
But a question rallies,
Can he speak out?
Yes! Yes! Yes!
The green button has been touched,
A switch is turned on,
A voicelessness being now voiceful,
His emotions has being let loose like an animal unleashed,
The future will take care of the future
But today will handle today,
Yes! Yes! Yes!
He can because he just did,
He can speak out.
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Switches! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.