It begins with a whisper
A tiny shout in a room full of screams to be silent.
A fearful stubborn.
A scream that, though small and weak,
finds itself joined by others made stronger,bolder,less simple, more powerful.
A whisper is just a shout that hasn’t yet found its family.
Let us join forces.
No longer are you just a voice,
You are voices.
And voices have a way of rising.
Like the sun, we rise.