Taken Sense
A voice…
Or perhaps a sound produced
Is priceless to all kinds
A voice to have
Yours only to own
To use
To talk and speak a thousand words
Your special trait
Your unique sound of speech
Your best way of communicating
Is unique; is different
From all others
You never know, how important and valuable it is
Until you lose it for a definite period of time
You never know the words you could’ve said
But sometimes you wish, just wish
If you better used it
A person with no voice
Is like…
An unchanged fought battle
You can see it, but you are helpless
To do anything to change it
It’s like…
You see a taken-right
Or experience unfairness
But with no voice
No sound to be produced
You are helpless
To take your right, to fight for other
To speak, but listen strongly
Copyright © Louzana Nubani | Year Posted 2010
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