Poem: The wrong kind of silence

The wrong kind of silence

Do not hold your pain

Under the mountain of silence

Do not fold your arms

Under the blanket of secrecy

Do not hide your tears

Under the carpet of silence

Do not push yourself

Into the chamber of silence

Do not wash your pain

With a bucket full of silence

Do not hold tight

To the pain in your life

It’s your voice

That will free you

From the hands of bondage

It’s your voice

That will break the hard shell of silence

It’s your voice

That will penetrate the thick skin of shame

And put an end to your torment

It’s the wrong kind of silence

Enveloping a bleeding heart

It’s the wrong kind of silence

Bandaging the heart of shame

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Kenneth Maswabi