July 3, 2012 10.45 a.m
If we are quiet enough
We would hear the silent voices
Of those lost to the blinding darkness
Voices that cry with hollow hearts
‘Cos of dreams cut short; yet, in the wild looking
searching, hoping for ways to come back
and finish what was started but never finished
Put affairs in place for when they are finally no more
Spirits in the woods aimlessly wandering
no place to go and no life to hold
Silent voices strained and distressed
Silent voices of those lost in sudden death
If we are quiet enough
We would hear them cry in the dark
The silent, anguished voices
MERCI
11.28 a.m
