I heard a sound
I heard a sound.
When I wasn’t quite listening
And the entire world was peaceful and things were going well
I heard a sound from a place which I had never seen before
The sound moaned and cried and grew until it was smothered and faded to darkness and was oppressed until the new day
Then after being drowned in the ocean of inequality it rose again and cried louder than before
this sound continued and fought and strived
And many who cried risked their lives
to be loud and this sound could no longer be suppressed
See it was too fierce and too driven to be silenced ever again
Now I am listening
And I hear the anguish in its cry
I see the hunger in its eye for the right to fly
And this sound which rose from mouths of Gods creations
That have been pushed down and trampled, it was enormous.
It rang from all over and it grew and it lived.
I hear the sound now and I hear the peace in its song.
To ever hear a sound cried so, it must have a need
A need to be heard
I know that someday this sound will rejoice
For those who hear this sound will stand up and scream
And cry out so loud that its music will be seen
When I wasn’t quite listening this sound was so whispered that each day passed and my ears never heard
But I began to listen and my heart did as well
And I began to hear the pain from inside
This sound was so muffled and smothered by flames
But someday it will be heard from sea to sea
And sky to sky as freedom reigns
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