Voiceless | By Frances Davis
Given a voice but no use for itWe are silenced by those who hear but won’t listenWe are silenced with hands over our screaming mouthsSilenced by the laughter echoing in our mindsAnd after, we are silenced with fearSilenced by their reputation, silenced by their mothers criesSilenced by paperwork and answering the question“Well, what were you …
