How can pen find paper
When support is ever waned?
How can words come again
When there is no validation gained?
What is friendship worth
When effort cannot be shamed?
A debate remains unvoiced,
In a civil war without cession.
Is the query asked impertinent—
A Congress not called into session?
Is silence the only choice,
An answer that begs vain question?
Why search for a yes
In the silence of beggars’ speech?
There is no batter apt
For an errant pitch out of reach.
The author is not engaged
By a lesson that does not teach.
Stop offering bribes.
Their investment has no yield.
The mighty intellects themselves
Cannot harvest their empty field.
The flick is not worth our time.
Let its tracks remain unreeled.
Sleep on in silence,
For solace is but a dream.
Affection, a purple illusion,
Engagement, an illusory seam.
Who can fathom a variation
When no one registers a theme?
Silence, to stop forever words.
Is that the noblest choice?
Would anyone even notice?
Would the silence not rejoice?
Does the lone option with merit
Lie in silence worthy of voice?
