Can you hear them?
Do they speak to you?
The music, the beats, the words said?
What of the passions held, the consciences accentuated,
Do you hear that as well?
The lies revived, the truths held down,
the journeys too close to the sun.
Do you hear them?
They reside in every line given, every word uttered.
Every minuscule moment crafted by pen, key or persona.
Each is a life of its own.
Appreciate every bit of it.
Appreciate the ghosts in the lines.