The Sound of Silence

Am I the sound of silence
Or the voice of the silenced.

Am I the lullaby of the night
Or the cries of the day

Am I the morning moon
Or the evening sun

Am I the blood that flows on the road
Or the pain that flows on the veins

Am I the disfigured body
Or the amputated heart

Am I the kiss of love
Or the fire of the bullet

Am I the young boy washed ashore, dead
Or the helpless mother, whose lullabies unsung

Am I the Dalit beaten up
Or the bearded man branded a terrorist

Am I the woman with broken wings
Or the man forced not to weep

Am I power,
Or love

Am I the pen
Or the poem

Am I the fight
Or the inquilaab

Am I the sound of silence
Or the voice of the silenced.

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