The Children of Silence.
I could see the broken soul,
The tears in her eyes,
The fear in her heart,
She wanted to trust,
She wanted to believe,
She wanted to live,
But she had trusted earlier,
and paid heavily for the trust she had
laid in people she loved,
She deserved to live and really live,
Not die everyday,
She had dared trust and paid heavily.
She held her moms hand and asked her,
Where did I go wrong?
Did I do something wrong?
Mom promptly put a finger on her
daughter’s lips,
And said SHHHHHHHHHHHH…
Don’t say anything to anyone,
People don’t want to hear you,
You will become a part of newspaper
clippings only,
You need to live.
If you tell people what happened,
They will make you feel ashamed,
They will call you a brave heart,
And they will fight their abuse
through you,
They will kill you with words,
looks and fear.
LIVE,
MY CHILD,
BUT
BE SILENT TODAY, TOMORROW
and
FOREVER,
That’s
the only way to live,
That’s
is the only way to live.
I
have also lived in hiding,
I
also went through what you went
through
in silence,
For
people are still not ready to deal
with
broken souls.
I wanted to be understood,
not ridiculed,
I wanted to be loved,
not called a brave heart,
I wanted to belong, not be condoned,
Today I give you my silence to protect you,
In silence we understand each other perfectly,
Our souls belong to the souls of the children of
silence.
Anu Mehta
