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Your Voice

Your Voice it's yours haven't you been told That Voice in your head Don't let it get old Do you use it for harm Do you use it for dread Does your Voice stay silent As if you were dead Is it only for shouting And trying to be heard Or would I have to lean in To hear one small little word Could I hear in song Could I hear it's in prose Would it make me go silent Would it curl my big toes The world wants to hear you There is little doubt There are all kinds of vehicles For your voice to get out I could have my opinions That would not matter much Because that’s my voice And for you out of touch I am happy to listen Many more too indeed Just need you to show up Without any heed Stand on a mountain Stand on a hill Stand on an issue And give us the chills We are waiting Just waiting Don't leave us too long We are looking to celebrate Your voice so strong Please leave your worries Cast out your fears Your voice is important It's the reason you're here Gordon Martin May 31, 2017

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