A Maze of Sound


I am trapped within a maze


From the echoes of those who came before,

The whispers of those who watch,

The screams of those who suffer.

My voice drowned out in the abyss

By the static of the radio,

The sweet nothings of the television screen,

The roars of expectation,

Of inhumane humanity.

There once was a time

When our voices joined in harmony,

Yet they now clutter the air

Creating cacophony.

For perhaps

Our greatest sin

Is wanting to be heard

Without listening.


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