Though I speak in common voice

And you with ears can hear.

There is meaning in what I say,

That will be lost, I fear.

We are accustomed to voices

And those we can tune out.

It takes an elequent speaker

To capture an audience and not shout.

Wish I may, each time I speak,

That my voice will appease your ears.

The substance that is within,

Will certainly wile away your fears.

I can, with certainity, hope this is so,

For your life depends on what I say.

For there are forces within our walls,

That are hoping we remain asleep.