Do you hear it?

Do you hear that? The sound of drops falling from the sky The mess of mud tracks left on the house The squeaks of a hungry mouse Left in the walls where wires are exposed And bits of painted cement cluttered the ground The sound of a family building their home Or do you hear the scrabing of mud on a comb The showering of debris on the dome Where that same family sheds more than tears For their damaged home Where the child is left to wonder Is this their worst fear That fear A human reaction to danger A storm brewing within to anger The silence filler to that cliffhanger She must climb out Reunite and go on about Living here life and not staying on The past The past where she heard that sound A noise that changed her family Her self and sense Of time and peace