Silence

Noise
It is not something I want to hear but hear any way,
Nor is it pleasant to me, but nobody's caring to
Take it away.

...

Is it possible to turn deaf to the soul
deaf to the life we say we lead?
We say no, and prove ourselves wrong
we wonder, 'where did the old days go?'
seems life has passed us by without us seeing.
'how?' we cry, but did we listen

How much life does our world shelters?
do we have the ability to care both as little,
and as much as the smallest