My Voice

Written by: Deanna Dilley

My voice...
one which must be heard.
There are times,
when today's world seems to fall apart.
From shouting,
to hitting;
and hitting,
to shootings and bombings.
Times like these,
are when I must step forward.

My voice...
a whisper within my mind.
Some days,
when all seems lonely;
I tell myself,
stay busy; all will be well.
When the sky grows dim,
and I'm in bed;
I whisper a prayer,
to keep me safe in slumber.

My voice...
gentle words of kindness,
for someone who's been suffering.
At times of sorrow, hurt, and grief;
I tell them to remember only good times;
and soon fear's erased away.
I ask of them,
to close their eyes;
imagine themselves in paradise.

My voice...
an echo throughout our land.
For those who are blind;
for those who are deaf.
I am their eyes and ears.
For those who can't walk;
for those who can't speak.
I am their feet and mouth.
With my voice...
I speak out for all those in need.