Speechless
In chaos the monster would rest,
Like a cowbird in its own nest,
For his grim voice he has lost,
This and all fore a huge cost.
A never-ending road to loss,
And yet it’s at a stone’s toss.
But who silenced the monster?
Who would suppress this creature?
Was it you? Could it been me?
Or is guilty all? Humanity?
Maybe we will never know,
Maybe there we can not go.
The monster was silent and broken,
He knew the countdown was set for ten
Copyright © Thomas Kovacs | Year Posted 2006
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