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 too 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.