Member Poem

Our hearts are parched
Lips sealed
Souls speaking of the wrong done
Voices not heard
Whispers so feeble
Cries so unheard
We suffer together
For our hearts are parched
Lips sealed

We hear not the cries
We see not the tears
The broken bangles
Speaking of last night
The torn books
Stifling her in home
She speaks not
Of the room
She was kept in
She speaks not
Of the man
Who had kept her in
She speaks not
Of the man who sent her in
For we hear not
For we see not
For our hearts are parched
Lips sealed

We see not the dragging by hair
We hear not the slaps
We see not the wounds on her back, neck and face
Glorified is she
With the cuts
She speaks not
Of the man who did it
She speaks not
Of the relation which gave it
For her blood, bruises and wounds speak
Of the glory she carries
The glory of the man
Who did it to her

So we do not speak
We do not see
We do not hear
For our hearts are parched
Lips sealed
Sealed forever...