Being in a Centre is like being shut in a small room

With loudspeakers all around,

I had to listen

To people who wanted me to hear them;

I couldn't turn them off.

But this isn't a picture for poetry

This is a real picture

And the voices are always there.

If I had my freedom

I'd knock the speakers down

I'd bash open the door

I'd use my own voice

And then people would listen.