seized,
aspirations surrender
and linger in the vacuous thoughts of the slain
corruption grows and festers into significant portions of the brain
sutured mouths open and yell in proportion to all the pain
broken glass travels intravenously in small morsels in the vein
miserable attempts of torture done in vain
the sound of innocence consistently muffled by train
that crosses the tracks separating the promise of light from the lame
muted screams of freedom lay in the fire
and remain transfixed by the flame
pollution disseminated widely with a mischievous intent
too unfit to be tamed
the rich adorned in penetrated skulls, raped bodies, and stolen names
broken hope, fictive dreams, and the colonized land of the maimed
anger implodes inside the spirits
where 400 years of oppression is contained
the blood of slaves is stained upon the official documents of this country
where tenets of the devil is enshrined
and the walls of the belly of europe is lined and carries frames
of dead masters, the whips, and the chains, enlightenment, and the cage
'democracy', expropriation, scientific myths, and the gaze
it written in the page:
when radical revolutions shout for change,
they are met with the reign of the shotgun gauge
forced to yell from this rage
mouth full of blades,
so if you bite your tongue....
Silence Is DEAD
