SILENCE
Peaceful in nature because it’s a void of the ones who destroy it
Loud in a home whom’s wall’s tell violent stories
Barbarous in a mind sinly soiled
What is one to do with all this turmoil?
NOISE
Maximize volume when it comes to music
the soul screams properly through instruments and lyrics
Parents shouting profound vulgarities
leaving their children to obtain insanity
Maternal cries, explosives, die…
every demonic *BOOM* they hear means innocent people are no longer survived
why?
Why?
WHY?
WHY?!?
must there be
commotion in
SILENCE?
and why, oh- why
must there be SILENCE
in
NOISE?
About the Creator
Ecarg Nosive
I'm a 29 year old writer from Ohio trying to make my passion, my career. Besides writing I enjoy animals, nature, and music.
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This was so poignant and intense. Loved your poem!