++ Voice ++

A random poem that I wrote few weeks ago. I got the inspiration after I read a story online. I am indeed lucky.

++ Voice ++

Here I am, inside,
Imprisoned, in a house of ignorance,
Not knowing the reason of my existence.

There you are, outside,
Here I hear the sky rip as you fiercely talk ,
And feel the earth tremble as you proudly walk.

Far away you are, from me,
I’m a defender of justice! You roared,
And you will not rest, ‘til the law is restored.

When the sun descends and the light is no more,
You’ll enter without knocking on my door,
Nor whispering the words I’ve been yearning for.

Then you’ll tell me the story of your day’s fight,
How you slain your enemies with all your might,
And I can see your pride reaching the mountains in height.

But my dear, tell me,
Whose justice is it that you are striving for?
When I’m here, unspoken for.

I’m a captive of your protection, cast away,
From the world filled with lustful desires, you say,
And inside this veil of shame, I shall forever stay.

I’m silenced, for my voice is made unheard,
I’m blinded, for my eyes are blindfolded,
I’m unknown, for my identity is forever masked.

Tell me, are you as just as you truly claim?
When in front of you, lies an empty frame,
Who wanders in life without an aim,

All because of you, whom I have never loved…

Sydney (Ashburner Street), 31st March 7:01 pm
Edited 8th May 11:49