My Voice

My voice is a fire hydrant ready to burst.

It’s very loud and firm.

It flows like a stream into the open world.

Shouting to anyone that has listening ears.

Like a horn waiting to go off.

Like a lion roaring in the wild.

Like a King yelling at his peasants.

My voice is the King.

It’s the sound of a car crash.

It’s the sound of a door slamming.

It is loud, very loud.

Like the sound of a tornado storm.

It gives fear.

It scares the mice outta fields.

It stops people from what they’re doing.

It has more strength than a semi truck.

It is my voice.

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