Who am I but a whisper?

Who am I but a small ripple in the ocean?
A ripple in these...
tremulous societies brought down by childish impurities.
A wave of hope dying down in their midst.
Who am I but a ripple?
Nothing more nothing less.
Who am I but a ripple?
Who am I but this?

Who am I but a ball of light in the dark?
A light showing lies...
hiding behind veils, satisfied and uncompromised.
A beacon in the shadows slowly fading out.
Who am I but a glowing light?
No more brighter, no more dim.
Who am I but a light?
Guiding aimlessly by whim?

Who am I but a whisper?
Hissing in your ear...
The truth of what you live for.
A wake up call from my niche of the world.
Who am I but a whisper?
A silent spoken patter.
Who am I but a hiss of wind?
And does it really matter?

~CI