There are injustices i see and
pains i feel,
wails i hear
Yet i fear to speak,
for who shall listen to the cries of the dumb
Or care to see the things the blind see

I'm no kith nor kin to fame and riches
No prophet that preach
i'm neither
Handsome nor beautiful
Or worthy of learned speech
I'm Just a silent voice,
behind whose mouth
hides this pain i feel at the injustices i see,
and the wails i hear.

My heart hides
Words unspoken,
Thoughts  provoked
And emotions restrained
Words my mouth won't speak,
My bravery won't allow.
So silent i shall remain,
And fearful i shall be,
Hero to none,
A coward to all.

Somewhere in this big city,
Probably in a long forgotten pile of trash,
is a love letter i wrote to myself, 
Telling you how much i love you.