THEY

"THEY" A planet spins into another atmosphere. Pricked by the gloomy voices of, they. They drown all that is tranquil. They smother one another. They complicate moments of splendor. They are always here, and they hate others. I know sometimes I hear them. They hear nothing. They do not fear you. They do not hear you. They turn blasphemes into unholy truths. Refuse to lend an ear. Do not run. They know the chase. In a blur, I pray to be safe from they. I am too far for them to love me. Too quiet for them to hush my mouth. They will one day burn the world.