Voices

I've learned to modify and discern voices

If you listen closely,

You would know there's a lot to them

There are those which try to be calm

And those which have been trained to calm

Listen to those which rage with emotions

And those who take pride in its sanguine joviality

Have you been attracted

To those who flatter and intimidate with its confidence?

And those who arouse with its mysteriousness?

But there are those who show

Nothing beyond what's visible to the naked eye

Let through that which pierces

Oh, wouldn't you want 

A voice of kindness which says, "I understand"?

There are those which say too much

And those who could have said more

Voices of exhaustion and of innocence

Sometimes, well, more often than not, meet aboard