Voices, voices wherever I go, insistently demanding answers to questions I don’t know.
Voices
Sometimes its like a talk back radio show inside my head voices posing questions, clear as a bell, like I’m some kind of quiz master or something, stuck in Grand Central.
Voices, and their questions running me ragged to find answers and if’n you don’t think that’s spooky damned if I know what is.
Voices, like maybe I was born with a juke box inside my head
Voices in dreams haunting my sleep.
Voices calling my name demanding answers.
Voices in my eyes
Voices in my hair
Voices under my skin
And if I don’t give good answer to the questions
Voices, waging verbal battle clear as a bell
Voices, voices wherever I go, insistently demanding answers to questions I don’t know.
Roy E Edwards
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Reviewed by Annette Hendrix Williams (Reader)
Reviewed on September 13, 2007
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