Refuse to Mime

i am speaking my own mind during a time society would rather i mime,i refuse to be a mental prisoner held captive by my own mind,so pardon me while "myself" i go find,like a needle in a hay stack,better yet a needle in a urban metropolis of hay stacks that fell through grand canyon sized cracks,and at all cost the needle must be found,i am calling for duty while i search the grounds with my adjectives, verbs and nouns,welcome to my metaphorical compound,where words are used to paint illustrations that astound,and inspire the sound that is heard all around,the world translating the cries of freedom!!!