Muted

I hear myself as I shout
But it seems like nothing’s coming out
I know I said the words
Yet it appears no one heard
Then my reflection reminds me
That I am not one that they see
So my voice dissipates in the wind
As mindless chatter descends
Upon the masses inebriating
Ensuring that they’re deviating
From all matters that elevate
Or that threaten to educate
So here I stand voiceless, screaming
Praying, Jah, that I’m dreaming
Because I see the wall of destruction nearing
And I try to warn but no one’s hearing
Muted and invisible in isolation
I ask for no dispensation
Lessons will surely soon be learned
Perhaps then my voice will be returned