Silent Shouts
A poem on irony and contradiction...
Some have "beauty",
Some have brains,
Some have every thing to gain.
Some have time,
Some have money,
Some are drawn like flies to honey.
Some are users,
Some are set,
Some always remember to forget.
Some are loud,
Some are boisterous,
Some they drown out other's voices.
Some have assets,
Some have pull,
Some make others void and null.
Some have charm,
Some have style,
Some think others a "wasted while".
Some have venom,
Some fool all,
Some seem like they're ten feet tall.
Some are down,
Some are out,
Some are silent when they shout.
Some are quiet,
Some they work,
Some would give you their own shirt.
Some are fighters,
Some have seen,
Some keep going for their dream.
Some they survive,
Some continue,
Some fly out the prison window.
Some see daylight,
Some will thrive,
Some will pull out of the dive.
Some are gracious,
Some forgive,
Some have feelings far too big.
Some are tender,
Some have heart,
Some are empaths from the start.
Some are mocked,
Some despised,
Some have pain inside their eyes.
Some are hurting,
Some they cry,
Some were made to soar the sky...
About the Creator
Sarah Wentzel
Giving you interesting things to think about...




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