If i had a voice i would scream
I would let the sound echo off the mountains
And swim beneath the sea...
A scream, blacked out, and silenced...
For far to long.
If i had a voice i would sing,
Haunting notes, with church like acoustics
Floating on the wind to be carried far and near...
A catching melody bellied on your breath,
So that you might choose to sing along.
If i had a voice i would laugh,
Childlike laughter to carry us through,
Pained and Amused.
The laughter turned to song.
If i had a voice i would whisper,
Hot air forming on wind,
The element of secret truths,
Writhing at the bend
If i had a voice i would cry,
Choked off sobs of the quieted,
Salty tears with refractions of blood
My tears would have no end.
If i had a voice i would speak...
The words would cut like glass
Gouging holes in your conscienceness
Until you where open enough to listen
Until you could not condescend.
If i had a voice i would join it up with yours,
With those of similar octaves,
Our sound would drown out the deafening silence,
Until they could ignore us no more.
If i had a voice.
Copyright 2004















Comments
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I am censored.
I really suck at poetry.
I love it!!! I have to add it 2 my favs!!!
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...corruption inside and hateful crimes,
sorrowful days all full of despise
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I am censored.
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"I saw this field that grew perfection, full of things you do..." -Boxcarracer: "Watch The World"
"Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess what is seen during a moment."
-Carl Sandburg
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..:
...corruption inside and hateful crimes,
sorrowful days all full of despise
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"I saw this field that grew perfection, full of things you do..." -Boxcarracer: "Watch The World"
"Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess what is seen during a moment."
-Carl Sandburg
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