the voice (Remove filter)
It was from the Heart
The Voice came tentatively to the stage
considered, loved.
It was needed but fragile.
The lights were bright.
A murmur from the audience
And at centerstage was the Voice.
Time ticked by slowly.
Tick, Tick
The murmur somewhat louder now
Tick Tick
anger palpable.
Many groups once divided, now together with burning Indignation
glaring at that stage.
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