SILENCE

They walked the same path, wore the same mask.
Their silence too was for the same cause.
Words were bullets they thought and used them well.
Pretending to be in a state of lethologica, both knew well what was to be said.
Though silence was what they preferred.
Being nemophilists of their own world, they had appetence for the common cause.
I know what you think he said, so do I she said.
Time was short and factors were many, to ponder, though they remained silent knowing the words
uttered might engrave.
A never ending silence it is going to be, searching for the light I will be.
These masks will still be on when our cause might be gone.