595. The Soundless

Speech shouldn’t be a gun to the head.

Enforced conformity or social death.

For does not a life still exist,

As long as there is breath?

Silence is not insignificance,

Nor essentiality: of a word;

And a voice is no guarantee,

Of ever being heard.

K. Aldaya, 11/6/22

GIF 1: Actress Millie Bobby Brown as Eleven from Stranger Things; https://aminoapps.com/c/stranger-things/page/user/eleven/YjW6_VJPtWf6Q5PnldWQPMx7xEDERlj8dv7SR

GIF 2: Actress Millie Bobby Brown as Eleven from Stranger Things; https://aminoapps.com/c/stranger-things/page/blog/eleven/V0EL_2Wvi7u73BQNXQ2o4NYVlZ7ZDx1l12

594. Humans Silence Screams

Humans silence screams,

Yes, they refuse to hear.

They smother feelings with their hands,

And whisper, “No, not here!”.

Humans silence screams,

And leave voices estranged.

Severing all the connections,

‘Til the harm can’t be changed.

Humans silence screams,

And use without remorse.

They want the best without the worst,

And they get it by force.

Humans silence screams,

And exterminate choice.

For mutilated vocal cords,

Can not, then, bear a voice.

K. Aldaya, 10/19/22

Picture: From Vampire Diaries; https://tenor.com/view/choke-strangle-cant-breathe-gif-12216423

547. To Deity Absent

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My rage can not be quelled,

By the pen, or by the sword.

Where only injustice has dwelled,

There can be no accord.

I saw someone murdered.

The murderer got away.

I was tortured, and no one cared,…

And have nothing to say.

People praise criminals,

While victims are forgotten.

Putting them onto pedestals,…

The guilty, and rotten.

So, my rage can not be quelled,

By the sword, or by the pen.

Where only injustice has dwelled,

Justice is a lie *Amen*

K. Aldaya, 6/12/21

Picture: From The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo; https://wifflegif.com/gifs/354582-the-girl-with-the-dragon-tattoo-gif

537. Precensored

I don’t know why I bother.

Why do I even try?

To be a voice of reason?

When I’m no one, am I?

I’ve been ignored and forgotten,

Since the day that I was born.

I’m nobody to anyone,

So why foment even more scorn?…

By speaking out?… By caring?

For who has ever cared for me?

I’ve always been the outcast,

Within my society;

And yet I care about it all…

The people and politics.

I want the best for humanity’s future,

Though I know I can’t be the fix.

I am no one. I am pushed aside.

If I stand up for what’s right.

No one will care if I’m censored,

And fall forever out of sight.

Yet, I can not help but be myself,

An idealist through and through,

Who dreams and tries anyway;

Knowing no matter what humans do,

I will not have a say.

K. Aldaya, 4/30/21

Picture: By Michael Dziedzic on Unsplash; https://unsplash.com/photos/0W4XLGITrHg

524. Mirageneers

People say so much, and yet,

Have so little to say;

And when you try to speak on truth,

They then huff, and walk away.

Why should I trust anyone?

And why make any sound?

When my voice leaves on the wind,

Will they care if it is found?

My voice bled into the air.

Got lost: Grew starved and cold;

Which never would have happened,

If they’d have let the truth be told.

So, there’s no use in talking.

Who’s listening anyway?

No one cares if you don’t speak;

They just don’t want you to say,….

Anything to sabotage,

Or divert them away,…

From their mirage.

K. Aldaya, 8/5/20

Picture: By Tony Reid on Unsplash; https://unsplash.com/photos/PGdMhonLLZk