Speech and Sounds

Me. 

I cant talk like this,

Not anymore.
I have seen speeches, 

Words and warnings,

And protest and caution

And truth as many times told,

Grow wings and travel like littel birds in the sky,

Rising and falling,

And never mastering the art

Of perfect flights till hours and hours later,

And till a near fall, a near death.
The absolute, abstract and apparitions,

They have walked like me,

Sounded in voiced, silent and voiceless voices.

But the open ears, deaf ears and in between

All missed the message.

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