Naming the Nothing
Envious of the faith you hold
because i have never felt its touch
Bored of the boredom
Being in reality
living in the unreality
The new born utterances explaining and naming the nothing
The voice that remained silent
through the young spilt blood
the adolescent fumbles
the undefined shadow
the decent of the descendants
No empathy from the eye witness
No sympathy in pain
Still the unheard voice
argues in my name
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2018
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