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
Copyright © Gordon Martin | Year Posted 2017
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