We, Whose Voice Is Less - Poem by Thomas Duncky
We whose voice is less
And makes no point at any place
Fear you, whose tongues the gods did bless
And our fate you do curse.
In the wake of your silhouette
Our lips do shake as our hearts break
You talk as you walk all over
And we, whose hearts you do break ponder
Trying to find the reason why, at yonder
You torment us so.
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