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The Silence


I have been quiet for a while now I've held my tongue I stood back and observed for a while but now the voice can't remain silent anymore it needs to be spoken the story needs to be heard by anybody willing to listen. There comes a point where you can't watch bodies fall anymore, the pain and the anger starts to build up and then you explode like you never have before because all those times you wanted to say something comes all out at once and the anger that you was trying to hold back is let loose like an mean dog who slipped the lease. Please someone listen to the cries of the broken hearted they need help we need to stand up for what's right in the name of God when all you hear and see is devastation you can't help but want a moment of peace, silence and hope. Hope that the world will get better that when we join together as one force that a difference will be seen we shouldn't be the guilty ones anymore in the eye of the police we are the victims, we are the people who suffer the most, we are the ones who have been cast aside and we shouldn't stand for it any longer. The silence is over. Are you going to join in and raise your voice or will you continue to sit back and watch?

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