Silence was what you said when the walls of Jericho fell
and you watched with pain and heard them tell
to everyone on the streets the sacred secrets
Of all that happened the day she revealed her secrets
her nakedness, her body, herself.
Silence was what you said when seduction met erection
On a smooth skinny street made of sapphires
You ran your hands all over and made her cower
Cowering out of crazy curiosity and not cowardice
And you met her eagerness with manliness
Silence was what you said when she came back crying
Painful tears accompanied with tales of a heavy belly
You feigned ignorance and named yourself sterile
With all the strength in you, you denied your seed
And smiled when she came back to say she has taken the pill.
A decade is gone, and you still stink of Silence
Silence was what you told yourself when you wife cried
and wept all night because her belly would not bulge
Silence died and sorrowful screams came out of you
when the doctor stated that your penis will forever remain silent.
As you hang from the rope tonight
Sorrowful screams will cease from your mouth
Tears of blood will flow down your face
And you will dream of the boy you could have had
if only you had silenced silence.