Standing on top of the peak,
My words amplified, even though its whispers I speak,
The sound travels and carries,
Over the horizon and through the valleys,
Words lost over the journey of my sound,
Reaching ears with a thumping pound,
Like amplified bass no words can be heard,
My meaning not lost they can feel my every word,
Vibration in their ears translates to the brain,
The waves of sound soothe their pain,
My words were short and full of simplicity,
They were spoken as a whisper a mantra to me,
But now are felt by the entire nation,
They ease the soul and lift frustration,
They echo through time,
Like waves, the words of mine,
I breathe, I'm free,
To live, to be me,
My journey gives them hope,
I was trapped now free, tied a knot in the sorrow rope.
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