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 © | Year Posted 2017

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