Imagine 2 mutes – you told me
Wanting to say how they feel
And they can not.
Howls inside them
And no one hears them.
And we, the ones who have a voice
We stay silent like fools for years
We kill the words in the mouth
We strangle them in the throat
We exile them in the soul
We hold them prisoners of war
We torture them to the point of despair
And we hold on with our teeth to them
Without letting them go free
Where they belong.
