When the World Screams

Confluences of miscommunication
are nothingness intensified by twelves,
the deafening cacophonous vibration
of people who are strangers to themselves.

I’d rather listen to the sound of silence
with all the rich inflection in its voice
that renovates the soul and quells the violence
within the human heart — a winning choice.

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cc-by-nc-nd Mary Boren, 2017

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We the People

internet-noise

Pompous politicians yammer,
pundits propagate the threat.
Trolls and bloggers join the clamor
spread across the Internet.

News reports reflect an image
of a nation on the brink,
polarized and poised to scrimmage.
People, stop. Be still and think.

Some are healthier than others,
some are wracked by pain or greed.
All are born of human mothers,
longing for the peace we need.

Can’t we learn to share the planet,
set aside the plots and ploys?
Stifle fearful hate — don’t fan it —
filter out the surface noise.

We the People, friends and neighbors,
sisters, brothers, husbands, wives,
quietly attend our labors
leading ordinary lives.

Bonded by conciliation,
we can raise a voice that’s strong,
blessed beyond imagination,
if we simply get along.

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cc-by-nc-nd Mary Boren, 2012