Loud As a Whisper
Shouting, noise beyond compare, unending, incoming cacophony
People everywhere, running, weaving, dodging, evading
But can’t avoid the crescendo, the orchestra percussion gone mad
Ever climbing until it is a deafening roar, eardrums in pain
Illusion is days, reality is minutes, did time cease, somebody speaks to me
I cannot hear them but guess the words, I must learn to lipread
Then, as quickly as the start, it is gone, a surreal silence, a ringing in my head
Like walking from a loud night club into the still dawn times a hundred
And as normal returns, I turn to talk to one, shakes his head, hands over his ears
Deafened by the first close shell fall, we don’t hear much
He is shouting, all I hear is a whisper
July 2005
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