And When My Word's Fall Away Poem by James McLain

And when voices have no say.
We go away,
to other places where we learn to play.

The voices as if one.
but then another
comes along they are your sister
and a brother if in need.

So many faces have I seen
they seem as one inside out the mirror.

Do they cause your ears to burn?
Do they make you turn away?
Do they help you see the error of the way.

Every one of us each song we sing.
Can we touch compassions mighty waves?
Are we born with grace in every face?
And when the sun begins to rise.
Then love has won and hate does not exist.