When I was up,
Skipping cloud to cloud,
No one was found,
I sang for none to hear.

The next day I rise
Yawned-
and surprise,
It left me with just the Fear.

I cannot speak,
This voice I lost, left the day it found no ear.

The people stare
They warn beware, apologetic hugs.
Apprehension clothed by guise.

Groaned and fought,
through exasperated thought,
A bitter lesson this is taught:
In murmured state, accepting fate,
"**** that voice,
It’s incessant noise."
Silence makes this clear.

Now use two things called ears,
Listening for,
That long lost voice.
A rhyme beyond it’s years