In Silence

I stay quiet, not because I lack words but because I’m strong

I have strength that makes me recognize that my voice, though of reason may not always bring peace desired at the time

So I've learnt to keep the words in my heart; to think them over and when necessary change them

Change them to be better, not just for me but for what is now and what can be tomorrow

So I stay quiet but not unaware, I see and I watch and I know what to do

And I know waiting is hard because it’s just easier to argue my case

But I've learnt that some rewards are worth waiting for

So I stay quiet yet not in anger or hinged on the anticipation of revenge

But in calmness and control, knowing what is mine will come to me

Not because I was lazy but because I was strong

Strong enough to understand

Strong enough to stay rooted and weather the storm, the storm of other people’s words when they didn't possess the strength to stay quiet

Words that cut and were created to damage, to break

And sometimes words that lead to hurtful actions

Sometimes knowing these actions were bolstered by my own silence

Because to the world it means weakness, ignorance or consent

But to me it’s strength, strength that would increase because I have experience

So I stay quiet……..till my silence is loud and my courage is perceived

……….But again maybe not, because the world isn't always pretty; people aren't often apologetic and tend to forget 

However, I choose to be quiet because if it offers nothing else it would bring me peace………..eventually

***image got from Google