A New World of Silence

Faces of content, of pleasure, of success, the other side of the face, is frowning, disappointed, sad, and disgusted

People staring into the past, from the sun so bright, unto the shadows of a violent rain storm past, into darkness

I can see the heavens, I can hear the sounds of the graves of ancestors, the remains of the aged, and new birth on the way

Out of control feelings, the unsureness of the future, not knowing if we are divided, or we are broken further apart

Not speaking the same language, though, wanting the same great undertakings, to be equal in realization

Not in speech, not in pretense, to have optimism, opportunity, confidence, and an easier journey to reach it

Though not knowing, not knowing the fruits of the good, where they really exist, can they be picked, or are we just running uphill

For no reason, no light at the end, no road to turn, the greatest innovation, the greatest undertakings, are now whispering, just what are they saying

As there has been a beginning, let this take us to the ten thousand and many more, who want to see the world and the people

Climb the mountain, and raise their arms, in a graduation of opportunity, none other has ever seen, not in a dream, but in reality

A new world of silence untangled, and then woven into a knitted rainbow of sensation, creative, structured pattern of beauty, and so much more

Not to be silent anymore