I wonder if I can be quietly powerful in this world.
I wonder if I have to shout.
I wonder…. Can I move situations on without fuss or ego?
Can I understand the system and whisper into it compellingly?
Can I invite you to listen to me?
Can I stir quietly?
Is it possible to elicit change without a maelstrom of noise and indignation and tub-thumping and right-ness?
Can I change a mind through a calm conversation?
If I work with quiet precision and care, can I craft something new and beautiful?
Can I laugh you into submission?
Or must I project myself?
Make my presence felt?
Command the room?
Make a noise?
Demand you hear my story?
Must I put myself in the story?
Yell for change?
Work with vigour and energy and determination and heat?
Must I rage against the machine?
Shake the system?
Beat the drum?
Must I be hell for leather, all in , no stopping me now?
If I whisper, you must move closer to me..
If I shout, you will move further away…
In a room full of people, scrabbling to be heard, tell me….
Can a whisper be as powerful as a shout?