And still, in dreams
No words emerge
The struggle to articulate
Producing gasps,
Half uttered sounds
The strained attempt to break the grasp
Of strangleholds so long imposed
By those for whom
My presence, like my words
Held no validity
Dissolving into anonymity
An echo of an undiscovered
Self, a dormant cry for help
Jun 23, 2012
Jun 23, 2012 at 12:32 PM UTC
And still, in dreams
No words emerge
The struggle to articulate
Producing gasps,
Half uttered sounds
The strained attempt to break the grasp
Of strangleholds so long imposed
By those for whom
My presence, like my words
Held no validity
Dissolving into anonymity
An echo of an undiscovered
Self, a dormant cry for help