Hollow

The voice inside compelled her The world around her chose to withdraw from the cries. The skies bore a veil of silence, so did the people below it. Amidst silence, there were one's who rejoiced. And they have made themselves loud But it is nothing but noise. Noise that breeds silence. A silence that is being weaponized. Through unspeakable acts of violence. And this silence rattled her more than the loudest threats. But She remained remarkably firm And carried on alone. Despite the hollow eyes of the dead. Despite the morbid tales they spread. The hand that was meant to feed, snatched away their bread, snatched away their land, snatched away their peace. Through fear and tyranny Through the battles waged on the poorest of them all. And the one's who had once sworn to protect them, hunt them instead. how could a people ever, not peacefully accept their fate? They have betrayed the doctrine of the state. And so they lie dead, true blackness in their stare.