Susan Hayes
Copyright 2000
I feel the silence creeping upon me.
It is deep inside me.
I can only imagine hearing crows cawing in a distance.
They only brush the surface of this silence
This silence that I have.
I cannot let it drag me down,
This silence pays no attention to thunder and lighting.
What is it that I can have that I still want?
In an immense silence is where I'll live alone,
I'll always have silence follow me 'til the day I grow old and die...
I was born with silence, and shall end with silence.
But Life will go on in this silent world.
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