Forces That Made Us Thinking

Someone's Voice

It’s the dark, stormy night of every individual

The failure of fitting the right block in a puzzle

Seems easy, but it’s a person’s dark, stormy night

Relative easy, fitting the right block

But what is easy is what the one that is grueling

If only the person who didn’t fit the right block,

paid attention to something, or someone unobserved,

That said “Be trained before a battle

As being trained beforehand is as winning any encounter

Even that battle is so easy or seems hard

Even that puzzle is so easy or appears tough”

Yes, something, or someone said that

Then what’s troubling is, that voice is yet to be heard

Perhaps it was heard, but is as soft as a murmur

Possibly it was heard loudly and clearly,

but the person just heard it,

to which we must listen, not hear

To that that someone’s voice that we hear when difficulties arise,

To that voice so clear, yet our friend’s whisper is much louder

To that tone of voice, we never really perceive it

But constantly telling us something

Listen to someone’s voice

Hidden inside our shell

Within it, it is hidden