REACTION TOWARDS THE OFFENCE

My voice pierced and awakened the silence,
The raspy voice I held within for my defence.
To spell out the wrong and cast out the offence.
With an air of righteous shining in their presence

Why to die a lengthy death being moody?
And lose a shining fragrance Of my body?
With making a difference using a melody.
It seems right for me to be strong and steady.

Why provoke my Heart rate with pressure?
My pulse is breaking with a fit so severe?
The voice inside of me tells me forgive never
But another voice deep within love to shower

The sound of the thunder creating terror
As if a demon crating all awesome horror
There's something wrong, I seek humour
Oh! it’s a weapon the soundest armour