silence – hillary sunenshine

# thirty.one

i am lost, hiding for so long
where are the warriors, that honor my name?
my fields have been violated, the soil raped
vindicated by the repulsive armor they wear
the soldiers win
silence I scream to their swords
my body will not be buried but unearthed!

# four

Words mean nothing until you fill them with an experience. It is within our actions that the essence of the word is created and defined. War begins not with a word but an act. It is not until the darkness fills the experience, until most can find the light to talk and declare peace. A war of words however is declared by the emptiness of perceived one-sided definitions that break only when the vessel that contains them is so wounded that silence begins to form a new language.