The silence is deafening, there's no doubt about it
It surrounds us until we choke
There is much we should be doing
Searching
    Looking
        Finding
And yet no sound is heard, there is nothing to say
Not anymore, we think 

But then a voice speaks up 
Echoing through the silence
Together, it says, together we must stand
The voice refuses to believe what we believe to be true
That there is nothing that we can do

That there is no
searching for the truth
      Looking forward to the future
            Finding answers for ourselves and others
There is no more, we all state, nothing that we can do

But then the extraordinary happens
The voice speaks up again
Its whisper still loud when it states
There is something we can do
There is something we can do
There is something we can do
It repeats again and again like an unending mantra