My voice moved in different tongues. My voice sings redemption songs. My voice suppresses segregation and arises integration. My voice speaks for minorities with no voice of their own. Speaks for the child living in the street with
no hope for tomorrow. My voice speaks for the women robbed out of their beauty, girls robbed out of their virginity. My voice
speaks out for the victims of rape. Like thunder
my voice strikes rain is coming to wash away my sorrows when the rain stops my adrenaline seem to start from scratch. Like thunder my voice lightens. The sound so great it breaks the negativities, breaks the clouds and clears the sky. My voice dances in different rhythms. My voice is my pride. Moves in different tongues. My voice climbs high mountains of excitement. My voice speaks of justice
