“HELP THE MOUTH”

I used to hear it clearly — the baby’s voice.
I was the mouth that carried that voice. I heard it, and I told the world. That was my role.

But now I can’t hear it anymore. I don’t know exactly when it stopped.
At some point nothing was coming through. God has been silent.

And now they say the baby is missing.
The believers are searching. I am searching too.
But the baby has not been found.

During the silence, I sometimes had dreams.
I still don’t know what those dreams mean — maybe they are signs, maybe they are only illusions.
A mouth is not supposed to dream.

But I realized something.

Waiting is not enough.

So now I say this to the world:

HELP THE MOUTH.