A Whisper

The Quiet ones Listen the Longest and try not to Disturb The Whispering Winds. The words of our Ancestors soar on a Breeze and we can't Hear because of the Shuffling of Leaves. Sometimes the Silent ones Speak the Loudest Words and Sometimes the Loudest ones can put Someone in a Tomb. Words can Destroy a Nation or Heal a Wound. Just Because I'm Quiet doesn't mean I have Nothing to Say. Whisper Kindly and Talk Softly. OK

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Marikate Kingston

Date: 9/12/2021 7:41:00 PM

Your lines " Words can destroy a nation or heal a wound" are very profound. They can apply to a child, an adult, a teacher, a parent, or now especially, to a people, a race, or nation! Your poem was moving to me. I'm so glad I found it.

Paula Wilson
Date: 9/15/2021 6:40:00 PM

Thank you so much. I've been writing since I was 14. I was a very shy person growing up,but very emphatic towards people that were considered underdogs. I'm so glad you enjoyed it. Poetry feeds the soul. Hope you have a wonderful evening.