in the silence of the night
the deepness of the heart
memories of the words
are heard
"You little piece of…"
the words do not matter
the pain is the always there
it still remains
they have crossed the barrier
a one way street
weighing down the soul
blackening the light
through timeless years
it has continued
going by different names
still the same
as he walked down the path
ringed by enemies
the insults are hurled
straight to the heart
the weight of their glares
beams of leaden hate
cannot be ignored
cannot be forgotten
some bear the burden
the weight of all the years
the killer, creeping death
hidden inside
behind the eyes
walls in the heart
silent tears flow
foaming waves of salty pain
everywhere he goes
the words follow
hounds on the scent
chasing
do they know what they have done
same
to the silent and in pain
different
walking along
considering the options
should it be taken?
the final step?
there are no escapes
no way out
not even death
the answer
as time passed
the words came
fiery brands
a light in the dark
those who have slept
are now stirring
those who were blind
can almost see
"It will all get better"
it is said
"People will change."
"They will stop."
it is not true
the tide will not stop
for too many years
it has stood unchecked
The fiery words
turn to flames in the night
the great orator
now a martyr
the funeral came
passed
the memories, once strong
faded
we cannot see what we do
to those who are different
we do not see
we all are people
for time eternal
it has been so
and will continue
forever more
