Hawken

Speak a word, say something, It never comes back, you can never take it back. All we say is for all to hear, everything is for other's ears. Out loud, in pen, our words are power In all we say, ne'er painful should be heard this hour. Whom do I speak to? I speak to the world. To friends, to family, to those never known, What I write is the same, what I say is not my own.