I am VOICE
I am
Voice for the voiceless.
To those who are abused, negected,
cut or torn in any fastion.
I once felt that pain.
A dry breath calls out "No more!"
Words of freedom do not exist
As if evaporated by the tears.
I use those muffled screams
Those cries for help
I know that might does not make right.
Who are those who say we must not stand
For what is right, but unpopular,
True, but hidden
Pushed away to the catacomes .
My words have broken free few,
Aid is needed.
You are needed.
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