Interlude

If I dare not speak

Who will listen?

If I do not break my silence, the Silence

Who will break?

If I do not speak, who will listen

To the cries of children, screaming, weeping?

Who will speak to this horror?

You, in anger, bullets flying, hatred flashing?

You, in ignorance, sunning yourself 

In your garden, as the fires beat and walls crumble

In a child’s garden, in a faraway land?

Ssh!  Say nothing.

Whisper.

Cover your ears as the whistle calls an awful silence

Just before the lights flash

Just before the bombs strike

Cover your eyes, cover your mouth

Before the dust and ashes rise

Before the blood runs.

Talk is cheap; this war is just

One among many 

Who will speak if not for me?  

(M E 2014)

Namaste.