I AM the hidden voice

November 30, 2010

The Hidden Voice

I am the hidden voice

I am defiance: the wrong choice

I am the lesson learned

I am the laughing stock of common society 

I am the same person I was yesterday and years before

I just decided to let all the extras fall away

and remember who I truly am at the core

I am the hidden voice

I am your heart: speaking the right choice

I am an ocean of cultures 

brewing in the worlds pot

filled to the top 

with diversity

I too, have questioned my reality

Looked in the erie eyes of adversity

lured away, deceived, heart-shattered, yet redeemed. 

Our world is a funny place,

just when you think it’s gotten better,

it gets worse, you see..

I am the hidden voice

of mankind

if you just sit down and listen, 

ask a question

I am always speaking

what is right?

what is wrong?

There are answers to these questions,

if you listen

I am the voice of your conscience 

seared, hot, burned: 

can’t remember the last time you made your own decisions 

I am the voice of science

tracking the earth with math, equations, statistics and long division

I am the voice of religion 

Many voices lacking wisdom

Many brains washed and hung to dry

where they will now spend most their lives:

not wet, not dry

just damp, 

blowing in the breeze

fading in the sun

losing all trace of color

I am the voice of your mother

I know what is best for you 

I will tell you right from wrong,

good from bad

moral from perverse 

Problem is, what if she stopped to listen?

I am the voice of confusion

I scream loud

if you choose not to listen

I am all around you everyday

scattered through media

printed, written, reported, illustrated

in magazines, papers, articles, columns

displayed on every billboard, tactfully arrayed in every advertisement, 

slapped on the sides of cabs and buses speeding by,

flashing before your eyes in commercials, infomercials

wasting your time,

enticing your lusty desires

awakening that which is contrary to who you are

continually building this illusion of what you now think you want;

indoctrinating you with popular opinion;

speaking to you while you eat, sleep, dream, take a leak

I too, am always speaking!

the difference is:

you must choose not to listen!

I am the hidden voice

softly speaking, often whispering

aching, reaching 

will you listen?