Once in the SilenceA Poem by John RickHere, there and everywhere Is what keeps me composed The attention of one or the company of two Is neither to ignore nor dispose There’s not enough light for me to see Not enough darkness for me to hide For there will always be The presence of silence inside And within that silence comes not of the same Trapped in the melancholic state of mind Thoughts of the wretch what overcame To me whose shape portrays fine Some may call it madness ---And some calls it peace This silence -- this complete absence Is nothing but a disease Once in this utterly vile silence Shelters masked violence ---Violence only visible to me © 2019 John Rick |
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