You do not need a pen or paper or ink.
A poem is written with the voice of a people;
Or the lack of one.
A poem is written in the blood and the tears
Of the silent sky.
The words that are not
Are pounded into the invisible paper
By the rhythmic stomps of soldiers’ heavy boots.
Like a giant typewriter.
A poem is written with the hope,
The paper is tour cry as you scream it to the world.
But many cannot read these poems
And see only blank paper
To be filled with words.