I Have A Voice

I Have A Voice

~Deana J. Tavares

Tattered tongue

And wicked wit

I see all this

Upon my hands

I sit

A staunch advocate of the positive

Positively motionless

Frozen is the mind

Mindful reflections of the past

Past the ocean of fear

Up the mountain

Of enlightenment

Freed are the words


A voice

A voice so deep and broad

It can never be


Nor will it be


Within the dark underbrush

Of truth

Or reality


The loudest thing

You will ever hear

And oh, so crystal clear

Clarity beyond measure

With fog proof glass

Glassy eyes see through you

And miss nothing

Nothing can touch you

Like a word

Such an incomprehensible thought

Thinking, thinking, my brain is shrinking

As the words pour

Off the tip of my tongue

Leaving a sweet and sour taste

Within my mouth

My mouth


My fiercest weapon

My undeniable power

My proof

Of existence

I exist

And I do have a voice

That can

And will

Be heard


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