I only hear, 

screaming, shouting,

shrieking,

cars honking,

airplanes flying.

The sound of people

typing and talking away

on their phones and laptops.

That's all I hear.

 

I only hear,

the sound of motorcycles

revving their engines,

television commercials

and radio stations.

That's all I hear.

 

But one day I hear,

a small cry,

a cry so faint, no one was bound to hear it,

no one but me.

I looked down to see a single flower wilting,

trying to grow in between the cracks of a sidewalk.

I thought,

where has the balance gone,

the balance of nature,

the peace between humankind and mother Earth,

where has it gone.

 

I looked back down to see the single flower

all dried up,

its petals blowing off in the wind.

 

Then all I hear are the sounds,

the sounds of all known peace between

humans and wildlife

being ripped in half,

as the weak cries of nature

were drowned out by the sound of their ultimate destructor,

us.