I hear a sound.
Sounds of distant voices
Sounds of the blaring music
Sounds of silence
And the sound of my own voice.
I hear the voice of my heart
The truth of my brain
And the nerves of desire 
The signals of want
The temptations of need
And the deafening screams of my soul
Oh, the times when I've ignored 
The force of being subsided in the pits of darkness
Swallowing my cries of the needy
Tarnishing the roads led to hope
And crushing the shimmers of a smile
Leaving no traces behind.
But I hear a sound.
the sound of an abandoned,
The sound of the weak,
The sound of the defeated.
But within them, is a soul.
A soul that was once filled with belief,
With determination,
With a will,
And a fire that blazed high.
A song it sings.
Of the past in rhymes,
Of its memories in metaphors,
And its feelings with magic.
And that song, with its smokey ashes,
It can be lit with a single phrase.

“ You are human “