Voiceless Weeping
Sometimes through the silence
In the distant circle
I can faintly hear
A small cry.
Slowly it grows
In the night,
In my head-
Louder and louder
Until I can not endure
The painful scream any longer.
If there was no life
But one,
I wonder who
might hear the cry.
And if there were
None but one life,
I wonder who
might care
When that life
Falls asleep.
In the distant circle
I can faintly hear
A small cry.
Slowly it grows
In the night,
In my head-
Louder and louder
Until I can not endure
The painful scream any longer.
If there was no life
But one,
I wonder who
might hear the cry.
And if there were
None but one life,
I wonder who
might care
When that life
Falls asleep.
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