

SilenceThe heart monitor flatlines But Im still walking , Every footstep And behind that drone Is the static of a radio , Tuned to nothingSilence
In a world full of noise with no music
Silence would be golden


Fresh Air and LightsI take a walk outside for a breath of fresh air Breathe in deeply and my lungs shrivel with the black oily scent Chariots of metal pass me on the road we share The horsepower of four motorized wheels grind A squealing whinny adds burnt tire to the noxious cocktail of fumes Pervading the atmosphere in which our sun sets A sickly yellow fire on the horizonFresh Air and Lights
Night leaves the starry sky a dull black A shadow of the world below
Where I'm lit by electric guiding stars Outshining those above Showing the way home To my box of artificially cooled air and instant light  
Hope
Thanks for the favourite.
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"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us." Gandalf the Grey
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The atom bombs are piling up in the factories, the police are prowling through the cities, the lies are streaming from the loudspeakers, but the earth is still going round the sun.
George Orwell
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The atom bombs are piling up in the factories, the police are prowling through the cities, the lies are streaming from the loudspeakers, but the earth is still going round the sun.
George Orwell
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The atom bombs are piling up in the factories, the police are prowling through the cities, the lies are streaming from the loudspeakers, but the earth is still going round the sun.
George Orwell
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The atom bombs are piling up in the factories, the police are prowling through the cities, the lies are streaming from the loudspeakers, but the earth is still going round the sun.
George Orwell
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"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us." Gandalf the Grey
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The atom bombs are piling up in the factories, the police are prowling through the cities, the lies are streaming from the loudspeakers, but the earth is still going round the sun.
George Orwell
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