SILENCE

 Who is the man that said silence is golden

Where is he and what does he do?

Does he love?

Is there anyone in his life?

Can he not feel his own heartbeat?

Is he cold in the summertime?

And hot in the winter

And what does he mean by silence

Does he include the hum of the breeze?

Does he include the crickets mating call?

Or the cry of an abandoned child

Did he know what the world would be like?

Could he have meant the sounds of war?

Was he just sick of racial remarks?

And how about the fight for money

We have hurt the ones we love

And we kill the ones we know nothing about

We search to make ourselves happy

So how often do we think of others around us

And when we think – do our thoughts make sound

Silence – maybe

Just maybe he had something there

Maybe he had the results

but couldn’t make out the answers

maybe he had the answers

but not the questions

Maybe

Just maybe silence is golden