Whisper

Whisper, 2012 V. Ortiz Vazquez Bright as the day His confidence Walking tall for his batch bears no wrong doing Predetermined sex Downloaded expectations “Boys don’t cry” Sprung from love Her sensitivity Watching those around Her mark reveals a list of don’t Whishes of a boy tramples downloaded expectations Recalculating “Girls don’t do that” Walking about Unknown to one another Distance companions with similar nature One believable, the other one not Society’s rules Predetermine disposition Learning behavior Up for debate Slowly he begins to make his move Trust ensue no rejection Without suspecting She bare her mark Not knowing what, how to feel Act Silence descends upon the body Laughable his story, he thought “boys don’t cry” Miserable her short life, she “asked for it” Compose, controlled with confident Satisfied with the cruel intentions In conjunction with low, clear voice whisper “Shhhhhh…”