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A Narrative Poem (See Deconstruction Guide at the end)

A unified and powerfully evocative piece that weaves original trio of poems — ‘Silenced by Money‘, ‘The Pen You Still Hold‘, and ‘Whispers Paid in Gold‘ into a single master poetry. This version is designed to captivate university level readers, poetry lovers, with its textured narrative, sociopolitical undertones, and moral resonance.

I wore the silence like Sunday lace,
threaded with courtroom dust and whispered names.
She held the silence like fire – not to burn, but to warm.

I fed my child with coins of shame,
paper wrapped around guilt, kissed with counterfeit grace.
The pen does not forgive – it remembers.

I inked my exile in verses too subtle for justice,
but bold enough to awaken memory.

He slept through trials I never spoke of,
yet the gavel still echoed beneath his crib.
Truth, once buried, blooms in the hands of the brave.

Elijah, child of withheld evidence,
carried innocence like a fragile scroll
smuggled past those who feared its unfolding.

They said: hush,
Justice is blind — better to leave her deaf too.

This is not confession;
this is a ledger of all the rooms
where evidence was traded for silence.

He witnessed what we weren’t meant to see:
a name redacted, a tape erased,
a body removed before the photograph.

But the pen still moves.

He grew into the voice I dared not use,
and found a mic where I found threats.

Let these whispers echo in lecture halls,
where minds stretch wide
enough to ask:
Who profits from silence?

Let love be louder next time.

Justice sings in broken harmonies — but it sings still.

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