What is thunder with no sound, but a flash
A moment of light
A quiet brilliance.
A heart filled with traffic. A jam of unspoken words
A tragic crash of anger.
A heart must not beat quiet. Speak.
Do not let the desert dune your lips.
A breath of drought
Do not be a book with no words, your story won’t be written
You will be a cover of you
Your voice hungry for the conductor
Sheet music waiting to be played.
Is a song unsung, music?
Lost and found has no voice boxes
The moon waits for your call
The mountain longs your echo
The world needs your voice
beat your bloody drum, beat loud
Your sound, your song, your voice
You, you, you.
Please Thunder your brilliant light.