THE LOUD SILENCE

 

I am not him but he spoke volume

loud as it can be in patterned column

too much heaviness the mouth can’t speak 

too much heartache makes a man weak  

hours feels like seconds in such position 

thoughts befuddled, too many commotion 

men looks strong but are the weaker vessel 

weak and frail like a lettuce 

too many weights, too much burden

stands in obedience like a warden 

he must never derail from his primary goals 

stay strong irrespective of the loads 

I am not him but I understand the silence 

his disposition makes him stand in resilience 

his hands folded in disarray 

a stylized expression he portray 

a threatened specie in extinction 

a man’s sanity needs protection

irreversibly, a man is gotta do what a man is gotta do 

our death comes sooner with no clue 

@talk2leigh

(X & insta)

5:29pm

30 Jan 2026