No Pomp and No Circumstance

You are my guru my confidant my long lost friend come to me now before you’re put to an end - Silence You are an out law invaded upon by every conceivable means marked for smuggling in peace and quiet behind the scenes - Silence You are removing blinders and showing clearly the light of day a safe stealth vessel keeping the propaganda pigs at bay - Silence You are an imagined allegoric can opener exposing my soul slicing through the polluted facade of my Tin Man role – Silence