Voiceless by Kholoud Hussain

The became nothing but silhouettes
Dancing away with the twilight
Faceless figures and nameless shadows
Criticizing stealthily from afar
Determining one’s fate without their consent
Toying with dolls of anguish and distress

They became nothing but marionettes
Dashing away from their masters
Feeble fences and splintered arrows
Ceasing their warrant of freedom
Dwelling upon the thoughts once dreamt
Trundling out with visions of power and success

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