Some silence is deafening
Some silence feels vengeant and weakening
Some silence is like a thundering
That cuts throught the skies roaring
From whence had proceeded a lightening
Such silence has reason reasoning
But whose meaning deciphering
Is a task more than daunting

Heark! The silence speaks
In decibels at their peaks
To hearts that care to see its beaks,
Moving with artistic and professional leaks
In hushed tones through which loneliness sneaks
It could perhaps last for weeks
And no doubt painful than zillions of pricks

Such silence dear Queen
Is like to a kid beginning to wean
Or a saint committing a newly-found sin
Like taking a comedy actor through a horror scene
The end of this is to pluck out this pin
If you dropp may, me a line - silence won't win
Unpluck this from my heart and skin
For your silence is an unbearable, purposeful sting

David Munene wa Kimberly

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