Voiceless
When my words
are suppressed
and not permitted
to be spoken
I have been silenced
They remain stuck
deep in my throat
until I choke
and sputter
My voice unheard
Who speaks for me?
My words
must be heard
Without them
I am nothing
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
De Jackson (aka Whimsy Gizmo) is hosting
Monday Quadrille at D'Verse tonight
Tonights prompt is Voice
A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words
excluding the title