too many ears have fallen deaf to your song,
echoing through every known and unknown chamber of pulse, devout.
Too many eyes have closed off,
blind to your choir of kin, children of heart,
by whose efforts, all rise and fall.
Too many voices lie mute in your harmony,
as though sentenced to incurable silence,
when even the most humdrum of murmurs can be heard in the constance of your sing,
echoing now, past, and forever more.
Revive, revive, revive, live and sing the long forgotten song!
-Jerry Harris III