Tuesday, October 15, 2019

What You Can't Hear

Inspired by Nick Flynn's poem of the same title.




There are little sparks, always,
little fires that burn

The fires are hope and fear
underlying all our thoughts

Hope that we can be different
Fear we won't

Hope that others will behave differently
Fear they will not

Hope that something will change
Fear it won't

Hope that chaos will end
Fear of never feeling peace

Hope for magic
Fear that magic is forever gone

What you can't hear
is the damage being done

The match struck, the hidden flame
eating away at anything that feeds it

We can only end the fire
by not providing oxygen

Don't breath life into hope
Don't give an inch to fear

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