Saturday 29 May 2010

Silent.


When people are silent
the crazy become crazier,
the loud become louder,
the mean become meaner,
the confused become more confused;

thoughts become tangled,
the isolated lose their way,
chickens start chewing hay,
someone breaks in two:
I feel the same as you.

When people are silent
we lose common ground,
the found turn unfound,
the dead rise,
the living die;

the demons stir,
the birds fall out of the sky,
the clouds
come 
down
from great heights
to rest on our shoulders
and drive us into our holes.

So why don't you tell me how you feel?
You're not the only one, surely.
When you speak your thoughts
the world listens
(you are perfect).

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