From the Voices in My Head

The voices in my head

Speak loudly of the past
Whisper words of dread
Encourage hope to the last.

Cries of injustice

Ring so clear
Compelling me
To be sure to hear.

The voice of peace

Whispers deep within
Searching for joy
Every now and then.

People are hungry

They are lonely and sad
Some are weary
Others just extremely mad.

We place our hope

In the unseen One
We dream of tomorrow
When our race is run.

What difference is made

For the lonely soul
Who watches through the night
Her heart grown cold.

Promises spoken

In offices of power
Then comes the truth
Long before the final hour.

Land of the free

Opportunities will come
With liberty and justice
Only for some.

Yes, the voices in my head

Speak loudly of the past
Whisper words of dread
Encourage hope to the last.

Dream big dreams

Tell stories with might
Hoping some will hear
And enter the plight.