Unchained Silence
People say a hundred thousand eagles cry whenever you cry but the thunderous sound they must make seems eerily silent. You are breathing heavily, enchanted breathing the silence melts all but the soul as the soul unlocks the heart but the mind it chains. Then you seem to soar, an eagle's waiting for scheming thieves to come beside you, around you all over you. Somehow you mutter softly, so softly so defiantly cruel to the ears as the heart experiences the beauty of benevolence. People say a hundred thousand eagles cry whenever you cry but i say they rejoice, they rejoice Mocking justice and void of vendetta.