Seen And Not Heard


In the shadows we exist
Scraping for compassion
Permeating as a mist

Suppressed voices
Unable to be heard,
Hope lies in outlets let to surge

Perfunctory images on repeat
A full scrapbook
Not another blank sheet

Emotions bent up now converge,
A catharsis
A crack
Let it release,
Finally the mind experiences peace

Years of frustration left behind
Let it go,
Expand your mind


Contributed by:
by MARVIN K
<mtmooney@holycross.edu>




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