At the crossroads of hate and fear, <br />I met those whom no man held dear; <br />A Donkey, a Hippo, a Canetoad, a Viper, <br />All spoke a code, so hard to decipher. <br /> <br />Their code of Silence, I tried to hear, <br />With my Mind alone, for many a year; <br />I wore their skin, I stood their boot, <br />I lived their life till I found the truth. <br /> <br />In Silence, there was, the donkey's song, <br />The hippo's polka, also, floated along; <br />The canetoad’s hug, viper’s deep kiss, <br />The code did contain, their love, their bliss. <br /> <br />Who said just void, Silence does possess; <br />How else these Hated, can better express?<br /><br />Pradeep Dhavakumar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/code-of-silence/
