To be heard,

To be heard

What it means to be heard

Sometimes just words,

Sometimes more absurd

If I could soar like a bird

Who knows what I'd learn

The sky and the seas,

The clouds & the trees,

Cool winds and the breeze,

It's all so serene.

To be he heard

And believed

It seems like a dream

But with all we've achieved

A "dream" is just a dream

Today dreams are ideas

That have yet to be redeemed

And it would seem

That we've deemed

The impossible reached

But there's still lots to teach

And there's still lots to learn

There's still heights to reach

It's too soon to discern

This may be a poem

But it's also speech

One that I hope can reach

The dreamer in you

And say those dreams can come true

But always remember, it's not about what you dream

It's about what you do.