The Sound Of Silence

Thomas Sankara said,

“Comrades, there is no true social

Revolution without the liberation of women;

May my eyes never see and feet never

Take ..me to a society where half the people

Are held in silence;

I hear a roar of women’s silence;

I sense the rumble of their storm and

Feel the fury of their revolt.”

The sound of silence;

From brutality and abuse, her tears

Are falling to the ground in the sound of silence;

As the perpetrator manipulates her emotions;

And cut the flesh of her spirit with his dialect;

And covers himself up in the name of love;

Her scars are noted in the sound of silence.

Because she cannot speak for herself;

He ties his liver and implores her;

Not to tell her mother and he bribes her silence;

With a few coins to content his flesh;

And leave the body of a six-year-old girl marred;

And she camouflages her pain from her mother;

With the sound of silence.

Men are dejected out there;

They believe their strength is hidden;

Behind the sound of silence;

But it is the sound of silence that yells;

The hymn of death in their ears;

Because the sound of silence is the loudest.

When the sun had set;

The sound of silence breaks in;

When a soul looks through the window;

And all it sees is darkness and all an ear hears;

Is the sound of silence;

The fear of sighting darkness splinters the spirit;

And faith conceals in the sound of silence.

It is when you perfect your sight;

That you discern the sound of the silence;

When they pontificate but never talk;

The partition of their lips, but no voice;

And their bodies bespeak the words;

That is lying within the sound of silence.