Our body trembles,
Our feet - fighting but stands alone.
Battles fought beyond our toughest imagination,
Forced to take it on without proper armoury.
We used our bodies as a shield,
Our cries - a weapon.
Never does it get heard,
Fallen heroes ought to be replaced.
A needless sacrifice,
A silent murder that goes unheard.
Voiceless!
Powerless,
Defenceless...
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Empty Spaces
PoetryA hidden voice that just wants to be heard. Waiting to be explored, experienced and loved
