people are capable of silence
in privacy
one's own thoughts
created from brilliance
in the darkness of peace
the mind at rest
whole and alone
out front of the sun
the illusion of an exit
her dent, and lust
to burn home into her mind
yet not all are acquainted
with ancient cycles
relenting reason, tusking the fools
the wrong way, an unjust intro,forcing time
and the phone call, the injustice
of buying the phone call out
to stay in your morbid prison
fascinated in front of the world
only the world of yourself, the jealousy and the hell

Here am I
Amongst thousands
And thousands
Of voices -
Poets and journalists,
Novelists and singers -
Clanging the cymbal
Of earth's groaning cry.
There you are,
Hosts of angels
Singing, your voice
Together sounding
The praises of our God.

'As telling lies
Is dangerous,
To it, you
Have to be averse! '

Parents, teachers
And society
Made me, cherish
This mentality.

Along the age road
The hardest way a new
Lesson I did upload.

Awaits those,
More risk
The truth
Who opt to speak!

For reporting strife,
Beating to
An inch of their life,
Or hacking them with a knife
Detaining the innocent
Has become rife.

Yet come what may
Speaking the truth,
Is what I choose!