Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Time

This one's a little different than my other stuff
I wrote it yesterday
at 2:08 a.m.

But it talks of what I feel we must know
what we must understand
everyone has a voice
a need for speech, someBoldthing to say
yet it is a very small few
who are brave enough to listen

So many ideas
hopes, dreams,
crucial thoughts and feelings
all lost
forever
to the decaying vacuum of deafened ears
where many a poet has lost his pen
and now wanders in endless silence.

Anyway, here it is.
I called it "Time", but it really can be called anything
it means whatever it says to you
I am but a single individual
a passing soul in the ever-changing winds of time
yet words and thoughts are powerful
don't ever let them die.

Time
Hearts can beat
thump, thump, thump,
nothing can withstand
the adding measure
of time and space and depth
but it doesn't want to
doesn't need to
doesn't feel or hope or strive to
but it tries, it really tries
A million calls to broken phones
the cord is up but the voice is torn
when no-one hears
no-one can speak
but they try
oh, they try

A thousand shouts on deafened ears
deaf to child's cry
to birds that die
to empty halls that wonder why
to a million hearts that want to fly
but night's dream forgot to tell them
how to leave the ground
And so, they wait
silent, breathless
the clock keeps ticking
but no-one hears
the chimes have all stopped
because no-one wound them
children fell because no-one found them
horns won't blow when no-one sounds them
but they can try
oh, they can try
to see and feel
and blink without eyes
They wind is cool but air is stiff
blankets for empty ground
everyone's got something to say
a place to be, a story to tell
but what to do when it all runs out
because no-one stopped to listen

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