Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Silence The Thought

Silence the thought.
The thought is silence.
When I make something out of nothing,
it is upon silence I’m intruding.


I must keep still.


Like a tree against a chainsaw.
I must stand my ground.

Like protesters against water cannons.
Amid the screams of technology
and doomsday recriminations,

I pay my debts in silence.

I let go in silence.


My days of sadness will be lived
in silence.


When they come to draw blood,
it is silence I shall call upon.


And silence will answer.


Silence the thought.


The thought is silence.