Silence! The weapon formed against us is certainly prospering. The silence is no longer deafening the ears but the heart as well. For eternity, the solution to our problems has been a "befitting" six feet of soil dug and an array of warming speeches. But isn't it befitting and warming enough to offer the listening ear when the hearts bleed the most?

Could it be that we design our six feet while we're still breathing? Why don't we speak out in times of distress? The biggest lie is : "Our volcanos are too dormant to vent" If so how does the lava become too heavy to even sustain love? In this piece, we articulate why men seal their vents with temporary earthly pleasantries from at least the time it rises from the East and rarely do they notice the setting.

Old has always been gold, but there really is no golden moment in the present world where men die carrying their crosses ! Society's old mentality is now clay. Society, in its entirely, does not allow men to come out and seek help when things get hard. Okay fine...people are trying to change the narrative... but is it really enough? We can do better than that! Overtime, men have been expected to hold it all together, to be the holders of supremacy in all ends of life...despite the evolutions from 'Habilis' to  'Doubled Sapien' , they have been denied the ability to come out and say it as it is.

Have we been too harsh? Are we continuously judging them from the size of their pockets and their ability to 'loosen' them? if any... Under that lens of monumental focus, men cannot be seen as weak. On all the good but few days the Lord has burdened man... is he still expected to be a hero? Lets be real. The nail of heroism cannot be nailed when the hammer chooses the cleaner nails and down-casts the rusty ones.

Again I dare ask... Who then is society? Society is our peers, our partners, our parents...we are society! Where then did we get these insane expectations? Who then will they confide in? Won't their faith shift from us? who they will trust is the next hopeless thrust. In these streets of... A man doesn't walk naked. We, his "own" people may blast it to all. Sad. 

Times are changing and it's hard to to choose between silver and a silver lining. With the two being the same, we have hit the dead end of trust. Who wants to wake up in a world full of nakedness blasted by the ones they " trusted" the most? After eating the forbidden fruit, both Adam and Eve hid their naked bodies...though it seems like Adam ran first and fast! 

We have a dream. The dream of a land full of elementary compassion, people with a less judgmental eye, a less spiteful tongue to our weaknesses and less toxic even to our ugliest stories. Help us turn this dream into a reality! Maybe then...our silence will breathe. Step up and allow everyone to vent, or forever be chocked by the lava.



We wouldn't want anyone chocking would we?