Twisted logics cannot
out run Truth
Time will find you
empty and wanting
Words cannot contain lives
that spill over the edges
make patterns on the ground
interweaving
You can scream but
who is listening?
You can talk
but who hears?
I wake at night cos words
cannot clothe
my naked emotion
Is speech free?
Where is the freedom to speak
if your words are
cramped and overcrowded
drowning in screams?
How can I speak
Ms.BJ
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