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SILENCED NOISES OF THE DEAF

They know what it to be said is
Yet they know how sad saying it can be
In this sadness they cannot say
But their right to say is guaranteed

It can only be noise when it is heard
But not all that is heard is good noise
For the goodness of noise has become its silence
Our silence is the noise that needs to be heard

It is the deafness of those that hear;
That makes hearing to be saying;
Truth being the safest lie
The greatest truth seems to be hearing truthful lies

Africa wake up from your voluntary deafness
Hear the noises of your silenced
Create megaphones for subjugated truths
Be weary of all encompassing concepts that create silences

Yesterday it was democracy that you were killed for
Today you are classified undemocratic
Yesterday you died for non-racialism
Today you are classified racist

Yesterday you battled for non-sexism
Today you are labeled sexist
Yesterday you demanded equality and equity
Today you are declared an enemy of equality and equity

It is your tomorrow that you must start mourning for
Your land will be defined away from you
Your indigenousness will be redefined to create a stranger of you
It is your deafness that worries

Because you control nothing that you can express yourself
Because you have nothing to let your deafness go
Your noises will always be silences
A good lamb you have been made in a land where you must be a lion

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