Some voices can't be heard,
Some voices can't be heard, and some are ignored
Some voices resound through time, still echoing in our ears after centuries
While others were stifled before they had the chance
All voices sound different; foreign and strange, but all voices are the same
We are all human, and we all live a life that is purely our own
We each have a voice
Change is not brought through taste
Wars are not won through smell
Revolution never came through touch
It is the voice that was once ignored, and never before heard
That made this world
The voice of our ancestors, and the voice of our peers
Your voice. Never heard, but yet still spoken.
Waiting to be heard.