Waves of energy pulse
Within the earth and air
Vibrating with hidden
Messages only whispered
Upon the ears of the
Lonely and afraid

The voices whisper
And chatter under the stoop
Of an abandoned store
Where children’s toys
Rot in murky water
Stagnant and black

The forgotten surge forward
Their voices were raised towards
A salvation promised but
Never truly realized
And as they fell
Into the murky water

Their bodies lie in wait
Spirits wandering the world
Upon the lines of energy
Pulsing along the lifeblood
Of this world very core
A thousand strong they march

When will they be heard?
When the world dies in horror?
When the earth ceases it’s travels?
And falls into itself in destruction?
Where will the souls go then?
Out towards the sun to burn upon themselves

When their exists nothing more
The voice will trail on
Telling tales of infinite woe
And stories born of sorrow
Until a world understands
That each voice must be heard