Silence Cry
Silence Cry
By: Poetric-Life
July 12, 2021
I hear the cry for help, but no one comes, its like a fear of no other, without a say people are wondering why but yet that the fear is no other way, but the time has come to where the silence cry can’t be heard,
No way for others to hear just a cry that’s is let out without a sound, But the sound is very light where no police, no one can hear but yet that silence cry is somewhere to be found among us, there no time to understand the government only time explain how we feel about wearing mask everyday or getting that shot,
That sound is very low, and no one knows where its coming from, that sound is the virus killing us and killing people around the world but it’s killing us, and we don’t understand why its hitting this world but it is,
But that cry is till the death of endless lives to find out that endless sound that sound like a cry for help, and help that never stop an help that is pleasing for help an help that asking any doctor or nurse to find the right time to help the right type pain killer but just the right type,
Among us is that cry for help against any virus or just this virus that is swept that no one can beat, but we try to make endless with this virus to go away as we are praying for healing and normal lives, but yet it haven’t ended its just people are use like slaves’ animals to see if it works so the world can heal and go back to normal and use like animals,
By; Poetric- Life
July 12, 2021
Copyright © Sheena Jackson | Year Posted 2021
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