Silence Broken
Silence broken by teardrops on cold concrete echoing off apartment building walls. A sniffle, a sob, a love child sits waiting for the hatred to die down, so he can go to sleep – forever.
Silence broken by screams unheard, unspoken, trapped inside a bound mouth, so small, so innocent, nowhere to turn, no where to run, waiting for the hatred to die down so she can sleep – forever.
Silence broken by phones, by protests, by anger, finally someone sees, someone talks, someone’s saved today, waiting for the hatred to die down so the abuser can sleep – forever.
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