Medpoet.

My silenced voice,

Snuffed of noise,

Words gone far,

Hidden behind the bar



Thinking of my next move,

Of when next to move,

Watching and waiting,

For a life of baiting



I stand and wonder,

Wit all words set asunder,

Of the happenings around,

The evils that do abound



My cries were rejected,

Mine complaints rejected,

Do you see what's happening?

- Life's a sword that needs sharpening-