The Silence Over Oppression By Otherwise Good People

29 Mar, 2016

Awash in remembered sounds,
alone and clinging
to a cold, bald mountaintop.

So many tricks the brain plays to entertain itself,
to distract itself,
to soothe itself,
to forget itself.

Over and over the sights and sounds
and over and over and over the thoughts and the tragedies,
and the thoughts of thoughts of the tragedies,

and the thoughts of the thoughts of the thoughts.

Alone on a mountain silent,
unforgiving melodies
plague our brains
until the sun quiets down.

#dance with yourself but allow others to cut in now and again #poem #poetry #writing