Birthed out the womb
From trauma and sustenance
Our first breaths escape
And then they are hushed
And numbered
And monitored
And measured
Until we learn to walk and talk
Where our voice expands
And then it is shushed
And supervised
And recorded
And contained
Later on comes real life
Where we try to then yell above the noise
And then we cry out
And are tuned out
And turned off
And silenced
At what stage did unworthy become your name
At what stage did unworthy become your voice
Now take back unworthy
And recategorize it
And replace it
And beam radiance
What a great visual.
"At what stage did unworthy become your name
At what stage did unworthy become your voice"
This hit hard. Powerful words.