The verse calls us to speak for those without a voice—the displaced, the starving, the dismissed by those meant to heal them. Today’s headlines reveal a world where the vulnerable are passed over: patients denied treatment because of bias, children wasting from hunger, people fleeing violence with nowhere safe to turn. The call here is not to solve these crises by afternoon, but to let them disturb our silence, to ask what it means to live in comfort while others are appointed to destruction by circumstance or policy. To open one’s mouth means first to see, to acknowledge, to refuse the comfort of looking away.