Silent Storm

By: John Kazerooni

In 2025, lies abound,

Leaders deceive, truth unfound.

People numb, standards fall,

Pain engulfs, I feel it all.

I wish to write, to find release,

But words elude, there’s no peace.

I want to scream, to break the night,

Yet silence holds, suppresses fight.

I long to run, escape this place,

But body’s weak, can’t keep the pace.

I crave to strike, to feel the pain,

But know such acts are all in vain.

Trapped inside, a box unseen,

Bound by walls where I’ve been.

Hands are tied, conscience fights,

Refusing still to dim its lights.

Though confined, I won’t resign,

Within this cage, my spirit shines.

Silent storm, I’ll endure,

Holding fast to what’s pure.

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