Damned I-Be Poet Quatrain

I Lift My Voice

I lift my voice against prejudice
The sun and the moon are witnesses;
The strong winds blow away misgivings
But partiality doesn’t live by principles.

I lift my voice against instability
People all over are mostly the same;
First and foremost is thyself
There is no end to their final game.

I lift my voice and cry out
Nobody has their ears open to hear;
I am chocked cannot utter more words
I am living, yes, but in despair.

I lift my voice it doesn’t reach
What the hearts beseech?

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