My voice is often lost in reason.
Lately I find myself speaking uncomfortable truth to power.
When I do, sometimes I have to push my voice out
Past my own warning system
Past the loud chatter in the room
Past the thought of “This could get me fired.”
Past my desire to please. And in that journey
The voice is lost and if it comes out, it comes out rasping.
Sometimes I manage to get heard anyway, then power finds a way to silence me after.
Power says “Thank you for that thought.” And then quietly brings in a supervisor to do my work.
Power says, “What an interesting point!” and then takes back the job it offered me.
Speaking of reason is a risk
But so is swallowing it.
The Hamlet Project 