Say nothing…


No, say nothing.
Better silence
Now
Than mouth shut
Then.
What's done
Cannot be undone;
What's said
Cannot be unsaid.
 
There's so much
That I
Can’t understand.
Asking "Why?" now
Cannot make them
Return.
They're dead
And we can’t know
What they said,
What they said,
Or didn't say
There, and
Then.
 
Now we're putting
Words,
Our words,
In their mouths,
In their mouths
That aren't here,
That aren't there,
That aren't anywhere.
 
We’re shoving
Our words
Down their throats
And they can’t breath.
Can’t breath,
Can’t say,
Truly say
What they
Could say,
Couldn't say
While still
Breathing.
 
Now
They are dead and
Their lips are not theirs;
It's only us pretending
They are saying this,
They are saying that.
 
From there
To here
They
Have kept
Their
Dead silence;
 
Now
We are breaking it.
 
We've become
So good
At pretending
We can know
We can know
 
Just about
Everything;
 
Just about
Anything.

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