We live in a world fraught with silence
Where empathy holds a fleeting gaze
Each beating heart bears its share of the violence,
Yet people walk about blindly and unfazed.
Beneath the laughter, pain follows.
Etched in hearts and unshed tears
Where wisps of fear lurks in the shadows
Wrapped in a symphony of sadness that no one hears.
The streets are filled with a maze of faces
Devastated by the trials and tribulations.
Yet bustling around in busy places
Hoping that tomorrow would bring some consolation.
Though pain may linger for a while
resilence will hide the brutal scars
Where kindness becomes the new style
And violence is distant and very far.
So, let us be aware amidst the chaos
Let hope seep through the widened cracks
And love abound in a reverent seance
Of unity and peace in the way we act.
MARYANN BOSAH 