Voice Of The Voiceless

I am the Voice of the Voiceless
Through me the dumb shall speak
Till the world's deaf ear be made to hear
The wrongs of the wordless weak.
Oh shame on the mothers of mortals
Who do not stoop to teach
The sorrow that lies in dear dumb eyes
The sorrow that has no speech.
From street, from cage, from kennel
From stable and from zoo
The wall of my tortured kin proclaims the sin
Of the mighty against the frail.
But I am my brother's keeper
And I shall fight their fight
And speak the word for beast and bird
Till the world shall set things right.

by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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Comments (10)

A great poem, may be pioneer in raising the voice in support of wild life and all living beings having no voice audible to human beings.
I really appreciate voices crying for the nature, however much insignificant they may look. Let this Voice of the voiceless be heard all over the world and even beyond. Congrats for being the poem of the day.X
It's with poems like this That the best that is in us, Is fed.
Soooooo beautiful! I love this and agree with it 900000%. You have a beautiful way with language.
........someone must speak for those who can't ★ good write
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