No Language (first draft)

Would it be a fingers lacing together
The circular rubbing of your hand on her back
Would it be snaps between your eyes
Would they tell you to pay attention 
Would you listen
Would it be the music of feet on the earth
And the whisper of the trees
And the cries of birds and babies and baby birds
Would we all be in harmony
Or would the discord only grow
Added to this music would there be a thrum
Of life, of love, of freedom
Would the air pulse with unity
When we all raised our fists in synchronized slo-mo
Silent
And yet
Shouting at the top of our lungs
Screaming for justice
Demanding the music of freedom be restored to our world
Would there be stomps 
Claps
Rythmichand gestures
I do not know the answer to any of these questions
But I do know
That our actions
Would speak louder
Than any words.