Noise Noise Noise

Noise, Noise, Noise That’s all I ever hear It’s getting so loud and intrusive, that I begin to fear How much more noise can my ears take As I live in fear for my mental state What happened to the bird song that I used to hear each day The sound of waves upon the beach as excited children play The chuff, chuff, chuff of steam trains, from a bygone time I loved The cows a mooing The sheep a bleating And the cooing of a dove I love to hear my blackbird as it sings both day & night And even screeching seagulls surpass the din of a building site With noise that comes from traffic as it trundles through the town I stay at home my windows shut clothed in my dressing gown At times when I can hardly hear the sound of my own voice I have to shout I have to shriek I really have no other choice The noises and vibrations are the sounds of daily living They make me stressed I feel so bad They are so unforgiving I fear with all this noise pollution There is no cure, there’s no solution So to deafen the din drink a bottle of gin And to stop my decline drink a bottle of wine And by then everything will sound fine… Written April 9 2018 Contest Strand no 700 Sponsor Brian Strand 1st PLACE