Thursday, July 16, 2020

#63

How to listen to
those with no voice?
Quiet your mouth,
your soul,
your endless idol of productivity.
Stop and
look around.
Is everyone in the crowd
around
more like you than not alike?

Venture to the places you
deem dangerous,
for there you cannot
help but hear Wisdom:
She cries in the streets.
Wisdom is a woman,
even the wise philanderer scribed.
Wisdom is being silenced.
Lies are louder, more comfortable
more welcoming.

And yet,
your comfort and easy road
lead to death.
The crying woman is trying
to tell you of a better way,
but if you judge the skin she wears
you will not hear
and you cannot listen.

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