When the Silence Is Deafening
The children cry in the night
And all the world is sleeping,
And the gangs are fighting
Over turf that does not belong to them---
That's when the silence is heard.
When a leader splits the country in half,
And violence and blood hit the streets
And there's no clear path of freedom---
That's when the silence is heard.
When freedom is like a punchline,
And you're on the street
But it's questioned at anytime
Where you'll live or die,
Because that's when the silence is deafening.
Silence is heard when a gun goes off
Another life down in a sea of blood
Just another life was taken from the hood,
Where you'll live or die
And you hear the silence is heard.
The silence of death is heard loud
The panic of lives heard,
And the lurking of those sworn to kill proudly
That's when the silence is still heard.
When we stop the violence in our streets
When we stop killing one another
Taken the lives of our sisters and brothers,
When leaders wake up from their sleep
When justice takes off her blindfold
And see the injustice in front of them.
When the flooding of blood stops,
When children can play once more,
When the elderly get their respect and honor
When soldiers study war no more
And that's when the silence can be heard
But when?
Sept 2017
Copyright © Kenneth R. Jenkins | Year Posted 2018
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