Enough is enough.

A rope tightens around me,
dissenters dance lightly,
wildly,
turning, twisting, tightening,
needling, whining, annoying.
Some turn their backs,
some step back to consider,
some stare in horror.
In the middle,
wind whipping at my hair,
restraints tightening around me,
I stand.
Coiled tension within my muscles,
power coursing through me
connecting me from ground to sky.
They do not see,
they do not look.

ENOUGH!!

Finally, I snap.

With my last breath,
I inhale.
I gather all my power.
And then I let it all go.
I open my mouth to scream,
to bellow, to holler.
And miraculously,
my voice has finally returned.

ROAR!!!!!