A Voice to the Voiceless

My voice found me

Slowly growing in me more and more

It found me in front of the TV

Struggling to hear

   A Stangled Voice on the Sidewalks of Staten Island

   A Muffled Voice in a Georgia Gym Mat

   A Voice crying out for help from the transport van in West Baltimore

Voices Silenced

My voice must not be silenced yet

I must speak for those whose voice was taken from them

Voices among thousands

Voices that feared capital punishment since they could learn to run from those deemed to protect them

Voices that are deemed unworthy at the expense of feelings

I must give a voice to the voiceless

My voice found me in poetry

My voice must not be silenced yet

Giving voice to collective struggle in a way that may be heard yet