The Noise
The noise started at precisely 9 am
A high pitched buzzing without an end
At first a curiosity of what it was
Over coffee there was discussion of its cause
It went on and on without it stopping
Just continual humming and vibrating
Eventually it penetrated through ear plugs and muffs
No matter how tight or close fitting enough
It made people sick driving them mad
No matter what treatment was had
Then a message was broadcast on all media types
Surrender and the noise will be wiped.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Copyright © Paul Warren | Year Posted 2020
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