LISTEN
For the rush of water through pipes
For the sounds of Saviour's screaming
For the gentle touch of night
It is a play toy for madmen
With children's voices silenced
Listen
For a door silently closing
A neighbor's defiant cry
Or a baby weeping in the sullen
darkness
Listen
For the unrung phone
For spiders crawling
Across yesterday's destiny
For a drunkard's slurred voice
When he falls
Listen
For the knocking of souls
And the plaudits of martyrs
Silenced
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