Saturday 31 December 2016


In the beginning
Gay was happy

Before the word
Became the name

Of the most vulnerable
On the earth


The repressed
Oppressed voice

Burned like a fire
In the bones

Until it could
No longer be


It cried out

And gained it


And having come
To this

Will you not now
Hear another

Silenced voice?

The one to whom

Of life
May be denied

Will you not now
Stand up and shout

For them?

Just for those

Who can shout
The loudest

And not for those
Who cannot shout
At all?

1 comment:

  1. Only with great courage can a poet address the helplessness of unborn babies who are systematically killed only for one reason: that they can't cry out, that they can't shout. They can struggle for a few seconds or a few minutes, trying to avoid the vacuum, or in the later stages of growing in the womb for up to two days, but they are powerless. Who will stand up for them? Poets and other writers have the ability to transform the fate of those who are powerless to fight for their lives. Harriet Beecher Stowe's novel Uncle Tom's Cabin was a major factor in revealing and putting an end to the systematic cruelty of the enslavement of African people by plantation owners in the USA. The pen is mightier than the sword. May more poets and other writers use their gift to put an end to the genocide of the unborn.