I wrote this poem after watching a couple of hours of Brave New Voices and Button Poetry on YouTube – I HIGHLY recommend checking these out. The people are inspiring and absolutely passionate about their words, and it will literally give you the chills watching it.
The Tyranny of Voices
Finding my voice that’s been shackled in chains for years
By the tyranny of the big man.
Oh, you’re such a big man!
With your big voice,
Your do’s and don’ts
Your ‘be this’ and ‘be that’
My quiet little five year old voice
Dominated by your sequels to life
To create more strife
In this world where voices are voiceless,
Where words fall meaningless like the leaves of autumn.
The forgotten whispers of your slaves
Wail and cry on the 9-5 breeze.
They cry and cry…and cry.
All they long to do is fly
On wings of words,
On wings of freedom,
On the wings you’ve torn off their angelic backs.
The words bubbling and gurgling
Before projectile vomiting over your lies
Covering your ‘truth’
In the sickness that you’ve plagued their minds with.
In the sickness you’ve passed down to me.
A generational tradition of conformity
To be a human fermenting into the draught
That would be drank by the soulless occupiers of society.
But, I’ll grow like a fungus on their tongues.
My words multiplying like bacteria
Until I fill their mouths with my soliloquy of vomit
And watch as their bullshit escapes
And falls on deaf ears.
And I’ll watch until you see just how voiceless a person really can be.