A voice

Sometimes in a fight against the world you sit in a room of silence.

Echoing this brazen thought. Only to drown in the speech that quakes the lips.

A glance around that says nothing. Holds you tight and the defenses inside your spirit spring.

One more time you scream. You scream but one gasp of air escapes.

This plea to unwind is all but lost within a thousand voices. I stand still in the volcano path

just to be heard. I leap into the frontlines so that no spoken syllables are erased. 

The time is now. Do not pass go without a word. Do not just lay low to be compliant.

Be strong. Be assertive. Then be still. Take a ride upon experiences of those around you.

Feel into their core and become aware. 

That is the ultimate goal. The kind of peace that can be held, even if for a moment. 

Surge. Break free. Find your power. 

When the wake unveils, plead your place upon the settings.

Time for a discussion across the boards. Open your spirit, your mind.

Facts. Research. FInd the truth and hold steadfast to the convictions you, only you,

have passion above.

So when you are in a crowded room of fools your fire rages and rapes their

minds of the reality of life. Hold upon who you are, what you know is real.

Fight for you, for no one will. 

Today

.

Start today. For yesterday is only memories that are just lessons you glean from.

That is the wonder of wisdom. The truth of how you go forward. 

And here, in silence you speak a thousand words with a voice of millions.