It started out as a whisper
Whimpering, whispering
Witherwing whisper
Devoid of feeling
A void, yes
A void of meaning
I felt it
Even back then, I felt it
It carried out in a soft voice
Affirming, voicing
Objecting voice
A reason found
It hurt, yes
It hurt to face the treason
Threatened
Few moments passed, threatened
It came to completion with a shout
Growling, shouting
Thundering shout
“Here I make my stand!”
The wrong, yes
The wrong shall be righted
Enlightened
Until my dying breath, enlightened
Booming out in fire and lightning, the Truth is like
A rolling thunder
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