Reduced to Silence

"In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends"

[Martin Luther King, Jr.]

Time could never heal our pain

Quietly loud

Our sadness resounds

Hope could never heal our soul

Tragically lost

Our voices

Were turned to silence

Prayers could never save ourselves

Strangers, we are

To our land...now, a prison

Peace wished to our enemies

Their eyes being shut

Our voices

Were turned to silence

Non-violent way

To misery, has led

All of what we are

Is now hanging

By a thread

All we did was pray

No freedom left to speak

Captive as their prey

Confined within our peaks

How shall we be remembered

Through the course of history?

As strengthless beings..."

Who choose submission

As their way to be...