A/N:
I decided to go with a poem!
Yas or nay?I am light, like a feather,
Delicate and soft.
I'm like a creek, filled with calm waters,
Just another noise,
That fades into the background.You'll never notice me,
Until I'm already there.I am heavy, like a brick,
Rough and hard-hitting.
I'm like a hammer, hitting against a nail,
Always there,
Ringing in your ears.You'll always notice me,
Unless I'm never there.One loud, one quiet,
One big, one small,
Communication is sparse,
Maybe it's better that way.When a strong gust of wind hits a feather,
It will go flying,
Racing along the breeze,
And coming to a stop
Where nothing is the same.When we meet,
There's a chance I'll go flying.When we meet,
There's a chance the river might dry up.When we meet,
There's a chance I'll lose my voice.When a mother bird protects her kids,
She will go flying toward the attacker,
Fighting with her life,
And never letting up
Until she breathes her final breath.When we meet,
There's a chance I'll be the attacker.When we meet,
There's a chance the mother may not live.When we meet,
There's a chance I'll find no voice.We are the same but different,
In many ways we can't explain,
But we both know we have a voice
To show each other,
And to keep to ourselves.We are the same but different,
In many ways we can explain,
And we both know we have a choice
To save each other,
And to save ourselves.So what will be your choice?
Will you share your voice?