The Whisperer's Soliloquy

Hush, Oh! dear demon,
Sleep in tonight. 
You won't find a friend out just yet, 
Nobody to understand.

Quiet, Oh! little devil, 
Less screams to be heard.
Your beauty might scare them, 
You are yet to be loved.

Sleep, Oh! dear trouble, 
It's too lonely out here.
I wish you dream of a world, 
Where we could exist without fear.

Hide, Oh! little anger,
You have no one who'll understand.
Your scars would scare them, 
And no one would ask you why.

Hush, Oh! dear demon,
Find solace in your solitute.
Its better alone unheard,
Than to be misunderstood.

Forgive, Oh! dear devil's,
I cant speak your name. 
For saying your word might be an invite,
For all the trouble they won't claim.

 
Hush! All of you now,
You may start a silence war.
Of love, inclusion and compassion, 

Tears might finally meet joy.

Apologies! dear neglects,
For having celebrated you not just yet.
I know I tend to you in hiding, 
I feed your souls in the bed.

 
Silence! dear,
Stay put some more.
I can't tend to you just yet,
I can only pretend to be a foe.

Quiet! you little troublemakers,
Stay in the shadows a bit longer.
You will be welcomed with blood and blades,
Never with the care of a lover.

Wait! my dear ones,
One day I shall rejoice you all.
And walk hand in hand with anger,
And trouble and tears and joy.