My voice is my bars that caged me ,
My thoughts my cell that are sealed shut,
My body now kept in this living hell.
A voice has power to change with but
An exhale, but winds that blow in a
Certain direction can be stopped as
Others may not like the change
That this wind bring upon it.
A thought can be shared, never
spoken but told over a million times.
But one voice may not be heard but
When one word is spoken a thousand
Times at once it is heard everywhere.
My conscious thoughts were voiced
And now I pay the price that is worth
This hell, for my thoughts became words
And words became voice heard around
The world, here comes the wind of change.
May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 11:04 AM UTC
My voice is my bars that caged me ,
My thoughts my cell that are sealed shut,
My body now kept in this living hell.
A voice has power to change with but
An exhale, but winds that blow in a
Certain direction can be stopped as
Others may not like the change
That this wind bring upon it.
A thought can be shared, never
spoken but told over a million times.
But one voice may not be heard but
When one word is spoken a thousand
Times at once it is heard everywhere.
My conscious thoughts were voiced
And now I pay the price that is worth
This hell, for my thoughts became words
And words became voice heard around
The world, here comes the wind of change.
political prisoners behind bars for voice and thoughts heard by those fearful of a wind of change..
