you call me on the phone
crying, because you do not think you are a good person
they said we could be anything but we chose to be silent
and it is so beautiful to be alive
but only until a man is just a body
until our taped lips kiss the chest motionless
until teeth grind the tongue into a stone
upon which racism sharpens its blades
the silence
that means
there is a grown man on his knees we cannot pray for
a grown man pleading for his mother we cannot save
sirens sounding more like warnings than rescues
somewhere there is a boy who kisses his mother goodnight
and the silence nurtures that same mouth
to one day spit bullets
in the morning the stillness gnaws like a guilty conscience
awaken from a veil of sleep so deep and
there is nothing left but to use our teeth and knives
cut through the layers like razorblades to skin
promise to push our voices up against the glass
and scream
until it breaks
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Wonderful piece of writing.. shared it here..
https://grumpysgiftspoetry.org/2020/06/13/silence-melody-chen-heartbeatingwings/
Full credit has been given, of course. :)Thanks for being generous with your writing, and stay safe!
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Thanks so much for the share! Hope you’re staying safe too x
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Reblogged this on Feel with Neil.
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Thank you so much for the reblog Neil!
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You’re welcome Melody. Thank you for stirring my soul
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You added beauty to heartache. Thank you
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That’s a subtle lyric! Thank you for sharing!
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You’re welcome! Thanks for the comment x
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Justice is love in action. The soul can never rest apart from justice. The imperative to act is therefore ingrained in the conscience, and it takes a considerable amount of self-hatred to stifle that conscience into inaction. The scream demands to be heard.
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Thank you so much for this comment Michael! I completely agree with this
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Thoughtful lines, evoking all of the senses, with a moving call to action – “promise to push our voices up against the glass.” Another thought provoking poem. Thank you.
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Thank you so much Michele! xx
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Wow!!! Very nice!!!
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flows very well. I like the line break — phone / crying
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Oh thank you!! Been playing around with line breaks a lot recently so this means so much βΊοΈ
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AMAZING WORK
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Thank you Nancy! π
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Powerful…
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Thank you Michelle x
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It’s silence, silences that prevail. Isn’t it amazing when silence speaks? Piercing sharply, communicating clearly. π
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Yep, I agree completely! Thank you for this βΊοΈ
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This is such a thoughtful poem, and I loved reading every word of it!
Do keep it up! β€
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Oh thank you so much!! π
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Youβre most welcome, buddy. βΊοΈ
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Your writing style just flows so, so beautifully. Amazing. Love this line: “they said we could be anything but we chose to be silent”
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Thank you so much! This means a lot π
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You’re welcome! π
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