Voice Of The Voiceless Poem by spiritual seeker

In a world of beauty and nature,
Twitter birds echoed melodiously in forest,
In darkness of night, crickets sing in chorus…
Even gentle breeze has it's song,
as it rustle through swaying leaves.

But why is it today?
In the era of internet and openness,
We see continuous and sinister forces,
Suppressing voices of the masses,
Truth silenced and must be silenced,
With no liberty of expression.

Remember O remember!
Even silence has it's voices, beating of the hearts!
When dawn takes over darkness,
Voice of the voiceless,
Will again roar, louder than thunder in the sky.