The woman with the loudest voice


I don't need a microphone
To be loud enough

I hold many voices

That make me louder


The voice of those without a voice

The voice of those silenced

The voice of those who fear

Together, we shout


Our echoes scream

The ground shakes

A tulip blooms

Through hardship's cracks


We rise, we roar 

To bring a change 

My voice is strong

For all of us


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