A Voice
My own silence most terrifies me
While freedom is my savior
We must close our eyes
Rise above the noise
And speak louder than blockades
I need my voice to say no
I need my voice in highs and lows
I need my voice to defend
I need my voice to play pretend.
And for those who suffer with no voice
We must grant this human choice.
This poem is about:
Our world
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