Silence is Golden

Silence is golden


For a select few our silence is golden

They slide around unseen and unnamed

They leer at us from their jets on high

They own the very air we are breathing


They sell the guns to those they will kill

Their greed transcends all understanding

Our compliance is golden, a mute to this ill

That paper is money and silence is golden.


Some sound is allowed for the whimpering plight

More jobs from the left? Less tax from the right?

But this is as silence while the planet screams

As the engine of the few roars and ravages


Three hundred they number, these few

And we who are silent are seven billion

This golden few own near half of it all

The rest of mankind in silence makes do


There’s no reason for silence, it’s a habit

A golden hubbub can balance this crime

If we stay silent as complicit enablers

These few will rape us time after time


Written by Francis de Aguilar©.







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