the silence

the silence

isn’t all that silent

if you think about it.

 

can’t you – can’t you

hear that?

 

the crying of the heart

and the weeping of the soul

as we coexist with the poison

that runs in our water

and runs in the blood.

 

we walk with our eyes closed

and listen with ears that only hear the treble clef;

we’re taught to think with polluted minds

and dance to the tune of establishments

 

no more

no less

an unfair world

where the best and worst

struggle to hold hands

 

can’t you – can’t you

hear that?

 

the silence

isn’t all that silent

if

 

You

 

take a

moment

to listen to it