If the place where we stand is alienating space, denying our worth, demanding self-contempt as a condition for inclusion. Requiring work which pays little and means even less, in that context, freedom to sing your song is hard to come by. Sometimes our relationships get in the way of our song. Family and friends sometimes do us in. Husbands and wives can silence the song within us.
Parents do it to children sometimes and children do it to parents.
Churches and schools, colleges and universities can become places of song abuse. Governments and systems and denominations have been known to take class action against emerging melodies of hope. But not only that, for to tell you the whole truth, sometimes the song is hushed from a place of fear deep within us. For when one has been pushed off he stage of full and free expression long enough, protection against pain becomes a shield against song. It is as we employ a prison guard to stand sentry against song.