a one min poem(i was feeling quiet sober)

silence is the call before war breaks in
silence is the cause of your war within

why its the silence such a strange feat
it makes even the strongest of men feel weak

i think it is because its something that is so near
and something you cant hear or even feel

it is the the final call after your last breath
yes its the finisher of all death

when will we be saved of its mess
when will we be free from all that its left