Speak, I mustn't
Breath, I shall
I walk in a shield of silence

My mouth remains shut
Sewn by the hands of a god.
An unforgiving god who chose me
to be
forever silent.

My steps make a shuffle
they lift and they fall
it's a tranquil scene.

No one knows how
my curse of silence
can make such a
booming sound.
But when my mind awakens from it's sleep
it shouts out from inside of me
and the words are heard by all
who gather around me
and listen to the wisdom
of my quiet demeanor
because even though I am silent
my knowledge is anything but.