Bloody Silence

Somewhere along this journey of life I lost my prophetic voice and traded it in for a comfortable seat in the king’s palace.


All the while my kinsmen shout with bodies bleeding out.


I hear their cry’s but my desire for ease and personal peace outweigh their foolish complaints, at least that is what I tell myself to justify my pathetic pride!

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