Saturday 9 April 2016

Noise works

Why is it that noise?
Becomes more and more
Unbearable as we get older
Why is it that it jags?
At the nerves and sets 
Our teeth on edge
Our minds go crazy
Our thoughts explode
Into consternation...
Patience escapes
Will not return anon
Oh help me cope
I beg of you Lord
For the din of these
Noise-works are shattering 
My brain rebels at the sounds
Of loud voices and shrieks
Of clanging, banging, noise
It goes against the grain
Of my poor old brain
It irks me: jerks me
Out of my peace
Oh if only it would cease...
These noise works
Just must cease...
I need my peace...


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