Poem Reading - Brit. Adult \"So Young\"

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Drew C

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Poem reading in a deep, raspy, UK accent (basic)

Script / Peom:

In that room—hung in silence and shame, long gone, and bare;
Tethered to the attic's fan, and beneath—a fallen chair.

Sorrow's silhouette found creeping, reaching and greeting—in stale air;
Across the floor—his shadow explores each strand of carpet there.

Too many are lost so young—to a world so very cold;
Fleeing to warm, mythic-fields of grain-and-wheat, o’ glistening sun-lit gold.

And to the world—don’t dare mourn, for you’re the ones' to blame;
Better fitting, for those who ignored—to bow their heads' in shame.

Now in the ground, roots gather ‘round—as meat-meets mold;
Silence n' peace with the dirt-n’ maggots—for they shall not grow old.

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Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

British (General)

Transcript

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in that room hung in silence and shame. Long gone and there, tethered to the addicts fan and beneath a fall in share sorrows silhouette found creeping, reaching and greeting and stale air across the floor. His shadow explores each strand of carpet There too many of those so young to a world so very cold fling toe warm, mythic fields of crane and wheat Oh, good listening, sunlit gold and to the world Don't move for you're the ones to blame Better feeling for those who in Nord tto bow their heads in shame Now in the ground routes gather round as meat, meat mould Silence in peace with the dirt and maggots for they shall not go hold it