When Silence Speaks

By Ibthisam I

Excitement rushing through formalin

Curious eyes and flashing lights on me

I lay lifeless on the chill metal table

Listening to your oath to me

That I am your unspoken nameless teacher

Because dear I, a cadaver, exist after death

Unsaid words, I wish it ringed in your ears

“I was once full of life and disease

Waiting to be airless but afloat, eternal peace

But I sacrificed my stillness of death and decay

For you to know your breed through me”

Because dear I, a cadaver, exist after death

Clothes and cuts don’t mean a thing

Scalpels and saws severe through everything

Arms amputated, chest cut, skull split open

I am crucified 

Am I honoured for this slaughter? I wonder,

Because dear I, a cadaver, exist after death

Honour has an altered meaning now

It's neither gold nor silk nor flowers

But your compassion for my still state

Oh my unsaid words, I wish they rang in your ears

Because dear I, am not just bone and meat

Because dear I, a cadaver, exist after death

Soft hands explore and educate skillfully

Soft eyes have heard my unsaid pleas

Cruel minds err and err mindlessly

Cruel hearts laugh heartlessly

I feel pride and prejudice

Because dear I, a cadaver, exist after death

Have you kept your promise to me?

I know you did, you fulfilled my purpose

And a fair few didn’t, at the cost of my sacrifice

If you are not worthy of promise to the unalive

I wonder if you are worthy of a promise to the alive

Because dear I, a testimony, will exist forever

By Ibthisam I