Wednesday 26 November 2014

Silence

Do you hear the chaos?
The silence brought in.
Deafening it seems,
For you don't speak.



Speak oh dear!
Speak what it is.
In your silence,
I can hear no being.

Differences which spring,
Let it rise.
For until we see it,
We cannot realize;
How far we've come and how long still to go,
Towards the light
Where differences cease to blight.

For you in me
And me in you
Could never enhance our existence
If you were me
And me were you.
With no difference to offer.
Nothing new to endeavor.

Speak oh dear!
Need not utter words.
With your presence
Your gaze and stare.

The distance that looms,
Resides in the silence,
Spoken by disdain.
Look around dear, break the lull,

In acceptance of the differences,
Is assortment of varied shades.
Each complete in its own.
Coming together of many,
Compliment one another.







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