Enslaved

We're stuck, captive that is,

Bound to the restraints of order.

Deaf to the cries of pain,

But actively awake, to the deceit.

We're lost, among the sea of mock bliss,

Swimming blind in despair,

Tolerating the belief We shared

But We lead ...

We lead ourself in failure,

Wishing to become what We are not,

Wishing to call out- just a shout

The need to be heard.

We speak for the voices that can't

For the people who died,

For the mothers who cry-

We shout it!

Yell We must!

Shout at the highest mountain,

To the man who sits peacefully with ease,

That We are here! We have needs!

There's the silence...

Yet, once again, We're stuck.

Fighting the silent war, that's never ending,

We stop the shouts, stop the pleads.

We realized there will never be peace.