Ina, thank you for teaching me how to brandish my voice and wield my words.
It is not enough to be heard among the masses
If you do not have something worth saying
Start small: speak for yourself.
Use your voice
People may pull at strings, tying their tongues to twist tales
But you must weave your own story
Learn to control that quaver in your voice
Turn your stutter into a drum beat you can spit fire to
Turn your whispers into words that build a chorus
Turn your rasp into a roar
But do not fear the silence.
There is strength in silence.
There is courage in the quiet
In the stillness of solemnity
There is a chance to listen and learn.
The microphone is a precious commodity
That must be shared
Find those who are worthy to listen
And always find worth in listening to others.