He moves through corridors of careful speech,
where every glance is measured, filed, and weighed,
and words are taught how far they may impeach
the lives that daylight never lets be laid.
A name unspoken sits behind each door,
a coded silence passed from hand to hand,
while law pretends it knows what it stands for,
and draws its lines across a shifting sand.
But fear is not the only thing that grows—
there is a courage shaped in hidden air,
a truth that quietly resists what shows
as normal life pretending to be fair.
And in the night, when risk becomes a choice,
the unseen learn the power of a voice.