Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Silence


A hundred die in Syria another 40 in Nairobi
Bombs without names, victims without claims
Voided without mention, rhymes out of time
Violence shrouded, forgotten, misbegotten
Silence

Mothers cry, fathers weep, families mourn
Pages turn, papers burn,  taciturn reflections
Lost within spaces too shallow to make graves
Into which we heap the victims of our indifference
Silence.

Blood shed in distant places, tortured remains of our forgetfulness
lives lost from our embraces, forgotten remains of our tortured existences,
Tattered bodies left in ditches, remnants of our forgotten tomorrows
Parts of our insanity, tomorrow’s remnants of our yesterdays that never came
Silence
  

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The song that lies silent in the heart of a mother sings upon the lips of her child..
Kahlil Gibran



by Rodney D. Coates
Professor and Interim Director of Black World Studies


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