Silence was the only way to remember
The other clouded your stargazing
With every word
Every truth between the lines
A cliché you’d taught yourself to ignore
And somewhere deep in the memory of freedom
There were accounts of yourself
That had been forgotten
Pushed into the abyss
By your own blood perspiring
Breathing through your lives
A reincarnated whole
The departures of your eloquent tastes
Sewn tight and sweetly run
Like rivers cut through rock
Over ages, gently carry on
The violence in their humble movements
Having become a serene intrusion
Which disconnected from emotion
Gave your intellect a home
The Reason for your freedom
Sets you to speak your other and break the silence
—Was the only way to know
What resided deep in the hollow repetition
That agitated your every thought
Brought your motive to light
A faint star through ambient society