hers is the voice of the agesa lullaby so soft
only the most broken of hearts could hearwhen she sings, the world listens
but not all could understandin her melodies are hidden scars
bandaged with harmonies already peeling.every line is filled with yearning
every lyric, a longingfor that is the curse bestowed on her —
her mouth could only sing
what her heart couldn't speakfor hers is the voice of the ages
and that is the voice of brokenness.