Mute Poem by Fahad AlHafiz

They couldn’t speak! They were maimed!
They now are far from where they’re named!
They wanted to eat – so they’re on feet!
We turn a blind eye – This is called deceit!

They couldn’t speak! They needed cure!
To hear their fatal wounds, nobody’s pure!
Dengue, Malaria and blackened feet!
We pretend to be deaf – This is called deceit!

They couldn’t speak! They needed home!
Like nomads on sand, they rest in their roam
They wanted roof, shelter, warm feet!
We live on double beds - This is called deceit!

They couldn’t speak! They were mute!
They suffered pain and tears – chronic or acute!
They needed our help, give them wheat!
We fight for our own – This is called deceit!