To be Dylan's Voice / A Generation's Voice

To be Dylan's voice-

With a shriek within tremors 

In a land of folk, to land like a rolling stone 

To be like a strum in silence 

Cacophonously universal

Adversely everyone's but uniquely one's 

To be a confluence of revolution 

Where the voiceless meets the harmonica 

Where the withered fingers meet the guitar

A complete unknown like a rolling stone 

To be a gust of wind 

Blowin' with answers

A genesis of alienation and the burden of perfection-

None's imitation and none's to claim 

A centurion's gift but with seclusion as a friend

To be a stream of response

To be a protest

To be Dylan's voice-

To be Dylan.