Let my voice be heard

I implored the sky

Let my voice be heard

Make them listen to my words 

I dared not be silent 

My captors wanted me quiet 

I refused to comply

They had no idea why

And still they tried

My voice was their protection 

Shielding all from total destruction

They chose to disbelieve 

The Reprieve  

I so wished to give 

So, still they tried 

Too weak to resist –

My voice closed like a fist

The silence that followed 

Was a deafening roar

Through their ears

It bore

Was utter in its size

It bloomed and burrowed

It was the beginning of 

Their demise

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