Silence Emboldened

And as the colored paper fades Behind its dimly failed charades We brace ourselves for long parades Of silent tongues soft slashing blades For silence has a hidden tone The blue light hum of muted phone Whispering, you are not alone Seduced by nameless unseen crone The etiquette of keyboard realm Makes us believe they hold the helm Control the cord that sounds the knell A force we cannot overwhelm And yet we give this silence pause For deep within resides its cause