Worlds of Silence

Worlds of Silence 12/23/2014 

Sixteen days of silence 

With nothing but the wind

Whistling through the trees

But even silence can speak 

Everything you need to know. 

Whisper a name in the dark

Forcing it through shriveled lips

Even if no one will hear

And no one will speak. 

We look outwards

And see what we want

But there is a whole lot more

That no one dares to notice. 

We look one way

And then another

Distracted by a three ring circus

Of hoops, absurdity, and flash.

But it’s the other story

That makes all the difference

Swept under the rug

And scrubbed from the record.

We cannot go back

But we can go forward

If we are truly willing to follow

Where ever the truth may lead. 

But if one cannot accept reality

Then they are lost

Scrambling over themselves

With the same old lies. 

Some men build

But others tear apart

And nothing could be more obvious

Now and evermore.

Awaken wings of the night

And take me higher

As the world shrinks 

To pin points in the dark.

In the silent cold

Where we can listen 

To what may be said

Because tonight, like all nights

Is bewitching and dead. 

See the solitary figures

Walking to their cars

And watch the vanishing memories

Of mothers and fathers.

Cover with your wings

The good and innocent

Lest they be snatched

By the cruel or savage.

All that evil ever needed

Was a toehold

Or a tiny crack 

Slithering through

To infect and destroy. 

But that was long ago

And this is now

As the fever grows

And our throat swells.

The cure will hurt

But the disease will kill

As we lay in bed

Wracked with chills. 

 

Let our wings be swift
And our hearts be like iron
Strong enough 

To burst the vacuum 

Inside out.

 

This is our world

The one that is to come

Where the silent speak

And all is forgiven.

Where I will remember

And hear your voice

Shaking me awake

For eternity without end.