He was alleged when he went tight-lipped
Herd of words followed by
Oh! They hurt and ripped
They all cried
Bayed he is in the scoffing dilemma
After much pondering
Came a choice
“Now silence is my voice”.
So thin has grown the line
Between the right and wrong
Eyes of obscurity wink and whine
That to dodge the ambiguity
Hushing himself is the only brevity
So much of indifference. Huh!
“You are marooned”, said they to him
The only panacea beungy waited for
Breathlessly he sighed composed relief
Light,energy all give the Sun
Who stays with him but none.