So many voices crying out loud, so many words that t I wanna shout.
So many noises – the beginning of doom.
Nobody listens in an empty room.
Were all caught up in tiny spaces, captured in our own heads, places…
We lost the way, the will to listen
We lost the voice- done generational choice.
We all hide in plain sight yet frozen in fear, strangled by frights.
But what if we all would just stop-
Stop and listen?
Silence in all our heads.
No more being caught up in other people’s threads.
What if we all just listened for once- giving each other a true real chance?
Out of pure Chaos and ear-shattering noise, comes music
The way of the Voice
A fine melody a beautiful tune
…I wish for it soon