Voices

Pounding, Prodding, Perturbing

Screaming, Screeching, Seething

Throbbing, Thrashing, Trapping

Repeating, Repeating, Repeating

Silence.

Begging for silence

Doing anything for one moment of silence

But it never comes.

And the noise is overwhelming

The thoughts start swelling

Higher and Higher

Louder and Louder

Over and Over

Pleading.

Pleading these damn voice stop.

But they never do.

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
Our world
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