The Voice
Every one has got a voice
To give it words
Is one's own choice
Every bird have got wings
To fly or not,
Is it's own Will
Bring the voice up
Set the wings free
Let the curtain fall
It's time for them to see
Those judgment that hurt
Those betrayals that followed
It's time for you to rise
Spit out the pain you swallowed
May your silence shout
Making their evil thoughts unheard
Burn the fear into ashes
And let courage play its part..
: Sudipa Adak
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