My Manifesto revision

My Manifesto

                             I too stayed up all night

                             I too heard the thunderous silence of expected conformity.

                             I too went to break down the gate of the unspoken.

I saw the first angles fly.

                                                             I died;

                                                             I was resurrected.

I awoke not in the light of day but in the comfort of the night.

Night.

                             I too had left all good sense behind me;

  It was time to break away.

Away.

                                     It was time to breach the absurd and the unthinkable!

                                                             I was there;

                                                             Now I am here.

                             I too heard the call to break down the screaming walls of the 
                             unspoken…

And I too will be heard…

                                                             For I too have a voice.

Voice.