Mute No More

Mute No More

January 23, 2013

My voice,

My sound snubbed,

My say,

Not cared for

Not listening,

Not sure if you even heard,

I’m on mute,

Volume control is broken

The vibrations of my voice

Cannot be felt

Making no difference

In this reality

But there must be one

Where I was heard

There must be a time, a place

When, where I was understood

I’m on mute

No sound comes forth

Try to make a fire

To send some signals out

But alas, no spark,

Not a single flare to send,

No way to convey

My plight

I sit and ponder,

No time to squander

So I take flight

With the aid of a single feather

From the tail of a mighty creature

And I make haste

I go forth and speak,

For my voice,

Will no longer be squelched,

No longer silent

Muted, once before,

Zipper and thread make

For fine lines across the mouth,

Zipper or thread I used to ask,

But now I say unfasten those teeth

And cut that string