If my words

If my words
Could replace the silence
Of every little girl
Whose scream was muffled
By a familiar hand
While the other
Poked her and rubbed her
In places where it hurt
I'd offer them
Every single alphabet
Of every language in the world.

If my words
Could fill the void
That hangs in the air
Everytime a woman lays
On her bed like a machine
Turned on and turned off
At her husband's will
I'd write them on every leaf
Hanging on every branch of a tree
And send them away
With the breeze.

If my words
Could give life to statistics
And transform numbers
Into something more humane
Something harder to forget
In a world where mourning
Is reduced to 140 characters
I'd engrave them on every stone
That lies on the path
To justice.

If only my words could...
I'd scatter them in the air
And wait with bated breath
For them to seep into
The skins of survivors
And replace every atom of shame With resilience.