My Silence Is Pregnant With Meaning Poem by Ali Rahimi

My silence is pregnant with meaning,
Replete with dreams and yearning,
Dreams nipped in the bud,
Desires ruthlessly rubbed in the mud,
Like roses shriveled by the merciless weeds,
Of pressure, control and repression,
My silence is pregnant with meaning,
Some say silence is nonsensicality, imbecility,
Features fault, failure, and fragility,
Silence of citizens, silence of slaves, silence of students,
Silence of mass, silence of soldiers, silence of sisters,
Indicative of ideological indoctrination and marginalization,
Emblem of powerlessness, racism and segregation,
They have ordered us for ages:
Silence, put a sock in it, zippppppppppppppppppppppp,
My silence is pregnant with meaning,
Women, minorities, untouchables, intellectuals,
Liberals, gays, lesbians, black,
Have no access to powerful dominant discourse,
Lips, sealed by the strings of dogma and prejudice,
Glued tightly by illogicality, and irrationality,
Cemented to mottoes of obedience, and servitude,
I agree,
But I have my own agenda:
Silence is expressing the inexpressible,
Express yourself, express yourself, express yourself,
Shout the rage and vigor within,
Scream the fury and passion, at the top of your voice,
Like a trumpet in a perfect jazz concert,
Your voice is the music, the rhythm,
I am slave to your rhythm,
I dance to the music you play,
Your blood is boiling, your nerves are exploding,
Your talent is burgeoning, your mind is unfolding,
Your voice is the stairway to happiness and prosperity,
Emit the long suffocated voice of equality, justice and liberty,
My silence is pregnant with meaning,
Open the blood-red fiery lips,
Open the crimson, wine-colored burning lips,
Open the feverish, spicy strong lips,
To mend the broken hearts, heal the open wounds,
Of lost loves, fake feelings, cries, and sorrows,
My silence is pregnant with meaning…