“Within these walls, That keep us in; We muffle calls, We don’t begin. Here dancing is fighting, And serpents speak truth, Forever denying, A voice of youth. And so, we’re trapped in silence, Never to kick free from the viscous prison, Awaiting the talons of the next tyrant, Never to recall heroes once risen. Never to speak, Never to see.” PoetryFightingSilencePoemRebellionSecrets Book:The Silent Symphony Source: The Silent Symphony
“He saw the hiding people, their whispers sounded like the turning of a thousand pages – pages filled with stories he yearned to read.” StoriesSilenceSecretsRefugeesVoiceless Book:The Silent Symphony Source: The Silent Symphony