The Unsung The Unspoken

It’s in words and it’s in verses
It’s in sighs and in several curses…

It’s in eyes that look away
It’s in shadows that cravenly sashay

It’s in a dispirited heartbeat
It’s in the emptiness that’s unremarkably bittersweet…

It can be bent; can be twisted
It can be caged and be defeated

So sing the ‘unsung’ and speak the ‘unspoken’
You’ll see, you’ll see, that it can be spurned and can be broken

Don’t look away when it crumbles
The heart shall rejoice when the darkness plunges into utter shambles…