by IRENE FOWLER, Contributor
“Listen to many, speak to a few.”
– William Shakespeare (Hamlet – Act I, scene 3)
“Children have never been very good at listening to their elders,
but they have never failed to imitate them.”
– James Baldwin
“Those who have virtue always in their mouths,
and neglect it in practice, are like a harp, which
emits a sound pleasing to others, while itself is
insensible of the music.”
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The Sound of Life
by Irene Fowler
The sound of injustice
The sound of anguished, forced silence
The sound of paralysing fear
Assault the attuned ear.
The sound of lack
The sound of hunger
The sound of deprivation
Intrusive; lacking a by-your-leave or invitation.
The sound of the forgotten and despised
The sound of the voiceless
The sound of the platformless
Stoke nary a flicker or flame of valid redress.
The sound of deranged planetary exploitation
The sound of nature’s rebellion
The sound of greed, indifference and deflection
Obviates extreme and grave reflection.
The sound of buttercups and peonies
The sound of dandelions, violets and bluebells
The sound of heavily scented queen-of-the-night
Calm and quieten increasing fright.
The sound of chirping birds
The sound of a school of dolphins
The sound of toads, dogs and civets
Signal all is not lost yet.
The sound of soothing, heart-stirring music
The sound of black and white piano keys
The sound of harps, flutes and violins
Give rise to healing harmony within.
The sound of marriage nuptials
The sound of a newborn’s cry
The sound of familial accord
Tempers harmful forces of discord.
The sound of a stranger’s helping hand
The sound of a listening ear
The sound of true human kindness
Requires of us, more not less.
The sound of chaos, stress and strife
At war with The Sound Of Life.
© 2022 by Irene Fowler