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.