Through the lenses of another soul,
comes another perspective.
To the ones with a goal...
the ones with an objective.
A few good people,
defined by hurt,
in all parts equal,
convert pain into art.
Their past brings awareness
to better and improve
in sick and wellness,
for the gears to move.
They have been silenced,
but their voices are louder.
They are here, the wisest,
the teachers, the shouters.
In a place so loud
where the wise dulls in silence,
beyond the dense cloud
comes a booming guidance.
Soul searching we share in common,
for the pain this world has done
that we have not forgotten,
we will heal in a hunch.
