Liberated Theological Silence

Why did I speak?
I could have kept quiet...
That was the way I always handled
Uncomfortable Situations
With silence, head hung low and eyes looking away.

Why did I speak?
When the easy way, the popular way, the safe way
Was silence.

I've witnessed injustice before, and minded my own business
And pretended that the pain in another's face was not my own
But this time it happened
It was an impulse
A power greater than myself took over
And love
For peace and justice
Spoke.

And I embarked upon a journey
A quest
A pilgrimage of soul
To overcome oppression
With love....

Shelley D.B. Copeland