Messenger Pigeons.

During Wars they used Pigeons to send notes for the other soldiers across countries and waters. I feel as if I am a Messenger Pigeon that has lost it's way through the night. I am so confused and I have a messege for all to hear. Yet no one's ear are open for listening. My messege will never be heard until all are ready. Even if that means sending my messege after my death. I don't know when that is.