Silent Screams
Aware
I do not stand still much
Mostly I wait in silence
Known gardener
Roses adorn my cape
Wavy chips and a cake
Timid chirps
Only quiet trust
She screams in silence
Her voice is still
Major energy report
Holy Holy Holy
Echoes of stone
Unaware of her anger
We walk toward the edge
Waves smash into our nets
Our catch is rare
It screams in silence
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