Right of Speech

I have the right to speak

I have the right to talk about my opinions

Even if not without oppression

I do so without much suspicion

Harbored by the government that my words

That my words will change everything

Not scared that I will bring about a poet’s revolution

Or a too many words or vowels pollution

I have a right to speak out

And flaunt my words about

Not caging them in a cold demise

But bringing them out into this world of ears and eyes

Big bright, brown eyes of wonder

And a loud voice that rings out like gentle thunder

That is my sister

A little girl so sweet that every night before she goes to bed I kiss her

Sweet dreams little girl

Let your imagination uncurl

Coloring every blank page

Singing all your songs like you are on a stage

Bringing about whatever you seek to life

Never sitting in the lap of strive

And oppression

And depression

For you are not in fear of your words

Raining down around you like swords

But chiming out your chitter chatter

Never thinking twice about how much it matters

Because her words are free

Just as they righteously should be

In America we speak many languages

But one thing for each is the same

Our words are free

Free as liberty

Our conversation is not limited by law

Our creativity never cut off

Our words never rejected

But always protected

What we speak is our own

Each tiny thought a blossom grown

It reaches your lips and your tongue

Reaching out towards the light of the sun

Waiting to be expressed

Waiting to be possessed

Waiting to be heard

Waiting to fly free like a bird

A word is a bird

That can be locked away never even muttered

But here

A key is always near

To set this bird in flight

Calling out with all of its might

The government has a reserve

A wildlife preserve

For our words

They won't go extinct

They will remain proud and distinct

They will ring out into the absurd world

Letting all their sounds and rhythms uncurl

For they free

Thanks to the rights that allow me

To speak and read my poetry