We all have voices
So decide your tone
A pitch of command
Orders set in stone
We all have voices
So decide your rustle
An inaudible scream
A dream that's muffled
We all have voices
So decide your tempo
Let your words beat to
The rhythm of the Gods' flow.
We all have a voice
So decide your style
And make it great
For the best ones
Only chime for a short while
We all have voices
So decide your accent
May these exotic vibrations
Dictate destinations
Where a life is well spent
We all have a voice
So decide your timbre
For the leaves are angry
Let it linger as we Caress
The air with our middle fingers
We all have a voice
So please decide your voice
Before the melodies
Of reality
Steals your choice
We all have a voice
So decide your sound
May it be heard
Not bottled
Nor lost
In a crowd
Of cries
That clouds
Your refined glee
We are always reminded to listen
But often forget to speak.