Day: June 11, 2017
Loud voices
Overhead, the tannoy begins
its daily screech
calling on the broken people
to give up their reach.
Pulling the clouds back
across the brightening sky
and drumming in orders
mimicking the buzzing of a fly.
“Bring out the ear plugs,
let’s deaden the sound!”
Someone shouts
circling the round.
At first, the response is dull,
little more than a whisper,
then the idea pops open
in their minds like a blister.
The movement surges,
a road is paved;
a future awaits where
they might all be saved.
Treeshallow Musings 