My Voice is a Weapon
A world of hate and critisism.
A world of judging eyes
What more can we do but listen,
As people speak their ignorant lies.
I know I can't stay silent,
Not when I can fight,
Against the blindness that is given
What ignorance will hide.
My words will be my weapon,
My only way to survive,
In a world where what is spoken,
Is what can change our lives.
I will not be silenced,
I will be heard,
For I have something to say.
"Use your words, your voice!
To remain silent is our choice.
Nobody else's but your own,
Say something and you won't stand alone."
I can not live without my voice,
This is my freedom, and my choice.
A way to fight against it all
The ignorance, the hate, the fall.
I will not stand to be torn down,
I will not stand to be silence.
This world revolves around the written,
And even more on the spoken.
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