.
You are the one
without a voice
without a pen
without a friend
.
You are the one
without daylight
without a square meal
without peace
.
We strain to hear
your words
spoken in hushed tones
chasing freedom
.
We strain to hear
your name
so we may speak it
and bring you home
.
By Carys Owen
This poem was written on the theme of ‘Uncaging the Poet’
Mindful of the many people who are imprisoned for speaking
their truth, I imagined the ones who receive no attention or
publicity . Thanks to Amnesty International and PEN who
work tirelessly to bring these writers, thinkers, loved-ones
home.
Carys Owen Poetry 
Thank you for this Carys. You really get to the heart of the futility of being imprisoned as a poet/writer. Although it seems tenuous at first, hope lives in the strain, and is offered in possibility – bringing home. Powerful and moving.
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Very well done!
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Carys, you’re so right, the ones we know are just the tip of the iceberg to those we don’t who are rotting in cells.
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This is so beautifully written. I love that you can hear their words and know their names. Thanks for joining in.
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Hi Grace, I also was very moved by your beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing.
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I like the effective use of repetition, Carys, the beating heart of your poem, the direct address and simple structure to get your message across.
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Thanks Kim. I wrote a longer poem to begin with and this is the one that emerged. Yes, simplicity can be powerful.
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Yes there are those famous few, but a hundred more get no attention at all.
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