You Won'T Hear Me

silence through spoken word... ...filling the space to cover the space that's there... trivial tactics used as blinders to direct my silence and my spoken into traps laid out to bless the captured... but to be caught means you're caught... ...snared to be led to lead another story for the message of change... ...to promote growth...to heal ancient wounds that still bleed... ...even though this journey for others brings me to my speechless recitations that suffers in silent effusions never to be heard...in turn, turning up the volume to many other mentions and expressions that have no bearing on the quiet I have to keep... ...it leaves only orations to be effectual...the full of no sound cannot articulate.. but its felt... ...no sound to help but it hurts...thus permissible sound to help but its loud... ...and your ears will only hear what you allow as you adjust my treble...as you adjust my bass... ...forced by this culture of boundaries that only wants to hear what is said ...which only saddens a robust, talkative, uncensored heart... ...which only transmits around the silent that wants to speak... ...which only mutes the cries wanting to be heard more than to word of mouth I voice...