inside this poem

You wanted to obey your parents So they can be proud of you – you wanted to be a good citizen and a successful man in the eyes of the world – and you walked away from your innocence, from the grace you have known with all of your heart – you run away from your authenticity and denied your true identity for survival – survival came first and your heart last- you became a good diplomat busy drawing boundaries and negotiating prices and counting profits we’re beyond survival my friend we’re the orchard that gives new fruits every day we are the sky the releases rain when needed - look how the splendor of the full moon can make us empty! So much has been said already – If we use language It can hide our true faces, the face that holds millions of other faces inside - silence is one of the many ways I can make this poem short – be still come back to your heart now.