VOICE

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I'm not a fraud I'm just afraid,
Of society and its priorities.
Afraid of the modern order,
Of which I find not proper.
Survivors are the strongest beings,
True, that's how it has always been.
Now strength is defined by wealth,
But I would rather prefer it be health.

Who am I you ask,
I am the voice bestowed the biggest a task.
A voice to those who can't speak,
Those who equality they seek.
Those considered by community weak,
For them, I'll shout at the mountain peak.
I am the voice,
Baptized by most as noise.
I am the writer behind the paper,
Written with a quill feather.

I address those with property,
Not viewed by public as poverty.
It hurts how you find it pleasant,
To spit on those you call peasants.
All I want is a listening ear,
To take heed of my biggest fear.
Misery is not what they choose,
But those who do choose, are considered fools.
Don't let ranks break us apart,
This I do say from the heart.

We are human after all,
Peace I now wish for all.
It is a pity we live in spite,
Amongst ourselves we always fight.
For humanity I greatly grieve,
Just how much you've become naive.
How you all turned blind,
And from the truth you try to hide.
I see all this from my side,
A shame that's all I could find.

These are the unfortunate days,
When all that matters is race.
Beauty is no longer in the eyes of the beholder,
And it gets worse as mother earth grows older.
My fragile heart breaks,
For how each other you forsake.
Internet has become your ruler,
A broken species you will be sooner.

I speak for those with no privileges,
Before this goes on for ages.
Show love for one another,
And stop criticizing each other.
We all have a purpose,
Just like everyone in a circus.
Be a friend to a friend,
To a neighbour provide aid.
Always offer a leaning shoulder,
And with your enemies grow fonder.
Now sit back in your seats of leather,
And watch as humanity grows stronger.

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