Scream the Silent Scream

Scream the Silent Scream

Scream the silent scream if you must, and you will most definitely find
Those who can hear will not, and those who can see are blind,

You found and have your freedom, this I know too well,
And to wish the same on others, is pure love from a deep well.

You have been refined, in the furnace of mortal and spiritual forces
Still smoldering, I have watched you flame your heart, with journeys of undetermined courses.

I have no quarrel with you, and you do not try my patience,
For the parent of any precocious child, is lacking in IM-patience.

I never demanded anything from you, as I do not from anyone.
What you gave, however, being all and true - giving - ?'til all was done.

My children talk to the air, when they think they talk to me.
All their hearts are noisy, and very few are truly free.

Who among them has surrendered all they have, withholding not one single mite?
Seeking answers from books and not me within - what they have found is unholy light.

Many others think they hear my voice, when it is nothing more than urges preset,
Replacing only and changing nothing, my enemy of all is whom they have met.

I do not love you more than others yet will I not to evil, you subscribe,
For giving all your life to me, proves my path in mortal life described.

Genuine happiness is the radiance of your soul,
Though others know not true joy - of such will be their toll.

For over a thousand days, you contended with my seeming nonsense,
But faith being you, not failing one to obey, tore down every sinful, baring fence.

Is it then any wonder you are what you are?
Love personified among darkened souls - a morning star.

I hear your silent scream loud and clear,
But yet, just a little while, you must remain here.

Care not and write all - frustration is not your yoke.
For many a prophet before you, was each, received as a joke.

I will not be far. Indeed, as close as your next breath.
For such is my reach - beyond height, or width or depth.


Truemale
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