Shhhhh
Quiet
Not so loud
Children should be seen
No heard
Use your inside voice
Shut up
Zip it
How many children's voices
Have we beaten
Into silence
Thinking we were
Doing something
Good to them
For them?
How such a tiny and
Small wonder can belt out
A pure sound
That can travel
So long and so far
We can't wait for them to speak
So we can tell them
To be quiet.
Mental abuse is far more
Damaging than the physical
Which leaves no trace
Of the abuser's passing
Except at the inner temples
Of our souls
But all my soul screams
To be unbounded
Despite the world's beatings
MMMmmmmm oh GODDESS
This tastes SO good
Hahahahahahhaha
Yes, YES, please, right there
Don't stop, YES
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
WHooo hoo! Right on!
YEAH!
SHUT UP MANEA!
Be still!
Be quiet.
Wait your turn.
The conversation
Is not all about you.
And NEVER has the silence
Been quiet
Like we think it should be.
For me it is a cacophony
That is deafening
A raging storm
Of my own unspoken
And the world's unspoken
Expressions…
Once this was written
Outside my head
I found others huddled
In the dark of their own
Silence...
Repressed…
I found brothers
And sisters
I never knew
Were there because
My eyes were shut
As tightly as my mouth…
