A Voice

Who am I?
I'm the voice that calms the officer wrestling criminals to the ground.
I'm the voice who calls the firefighter in the house that's burning down.
I'm the voice that helps the mother whose baby cannot breathe.
I'm the voice assuring the child her captors won't be freed.

I'm the one who listens quietly as an old man calls to say
his wife has wandered off and she doesn't know her way.
I'm the one who cries silently for the child I tried to save,
but every effort I put forth could not have changed that day.

I'm the person who takes sympathy on the hooker who was raped,
And the one who tells the addict there's hope, he can escape,
for addictions can be broken and lost souls can find their way.
If only they could see the consequences underway.

I'm the one you call on the worst day of your life,
And you'll never realize you've stripped me of my blithe.
You'll pass me in the store and never realize what I've done.
For all I am at the end of the day is a voice you needed once.