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Strangled Silence

Strangled Silence


I have a friend in Russia.

We send each other messages.

That say nothing.

His father is a poet.

No news, only greetings are exchanged.

We long to converse freely.

But he lives in fear.

I say nothing of consequence.

To protect him.

Silence stands in our way.

We are afraid to speak openly.

He lives under a dictatorship.

I live with it as well.

He has a wife and son.

I fear for them.

This is the misery of tyranny.

It destroys body, soul and mind.

It personifies evil.


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John Botterill

Tue 2nd May 2023 20:28

A sad story but delivered with panache, Keith

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Stephen Gospage

Tue 2nd May 2023 07:18

Thank you, Keith. A sad situation when normal discourse is snuffed out by fear and repression. This "chilling effect' becomes ever more chilling.

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