Kept



Kept

Silent they are, those voices I feel,
Standing taller than he
Who continue to kneel.
With the sounds of the dark,
A release of blue light
They hover, they scream
Hating all that is bright.
Provoked by songs spark,
Their voices scream loud,
Handcuffing the brave
Punish she who is proud.
When their work is complete,
They will quiet right down
And melody will tell
If she lifts up her crown.
So she will stay quiet
Remain in the grey
Protected from life
Told coldly to stay.
And - Silent they are, those voices I feel
Standing taller than he
Who continue to kneel.



CNK







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