If the walls could speak

If the walls could speak I wonder if they would spill all the hidden secrets Would the foundation crumble under the weight of letting it all go Would it cry for all the children Who were victims of lost innocence Would it tell all the stories Of each family throughout history Of the little black girl Who felt alone In a world that doesn't accept her Of how she tried to scrub of her skin in the bathroom mirror Wishing she could be whiter Or of the scared son In the living room waiting for his father to come home Especially knowing he's been drinking a lot of alcohol Knowing he has to prepare for another Beating Whilst his mother covered in bruises hides in shadows Hoping her son doesn't expose what goes on at home The walls sees how she chooses the abuse over her son The walls have seen this many times before They hoped this family would break the cycle But it was wrong The generational trauma carried on Of the girl in the bedroom She's scared She knows her truth will be silenced They choose not believe her Of the violence that was forced on her Or Maybe they'll ignore her She thinks in the black community they all talk about unity But in reality If that 'unity' is endangered by A victim No a survivors story Then that 'unity' Divides until its you against The community But also Your family If the walls could speak They'd take the opportunity To be a voice For all the victims that lived in that house It would choose To expose the silence of the abusers And heal the survivors