The Word That Was Heard
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Sometimes, the hardest part about being heard
Isn’t being heard
It’s getting the word
From your thoughts
To your mouth
And from your mouth
To the outside world
It all starts with a dot
Soon, others get caught
What was once a single dot
Creates a colony called a thought
It sits in the maze of the brain
Where many other thoughts went and came
It’s ready to move down to the mouth
Preparing to go down south
Suddenly, it is stopped in its track
Watching another thought seep through a nearby crack
“No,” is its word
Another one says, “absurd”
“Bad idea,” another thought retorts
Yet another, “that thought is all out of sorts.”
Without warning, the thoughts attack
Boom, bang, crack!
The defenseless thought destroyed by fate
The dots it was made of dissipate.
Time passes, and here comes the dot
Soon, others get caught
What was once a single dot
Creates a colony called a thought
The same thoughts appear
Threatening a beating even more severe
Bullies in a sandbox, they circle around
Saying, “never again will this thought be found”
Boom, bang, crack go the blows
The thought is dead, one would suppose
But no, it slips through the brain cracks
Away from the attacks
Determined to be seen, to be heard
It travels to the mouth and makes a word
Out it goes
What it will cause, nobody knows
But, it made it, it’s free
For all the world to see
Those thoughts; doubt, negativity, anxiety, fear
Our little thought was able to steer clear
Sometimes, the hardest part about being heard
Isn’t being heard
It’s getting the word
From your thoughts
To your mouth
And from your mouth
To the outside world