Speaking Out
What is extreme
About asking for peace
On behalf of those living
That know only pain?
When do I shout?
I'm crouched low on the ground
Like a child who's found
Something dying.
Why am I harsh
For showing my heart
Can't bear the sound
Of their silence.
Copyright LJ 2018
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