My scream could fill a world
if there was room for company
among the inhabitants
howling to state their case

the din speaks with dialects
separate from east to west
debating by calling hue
their causes in dire conflict

cacophony shared by all
though the agendas vary much
this theme that must persist
no matter the mother tongue

together against the world
defined as the other guy
some with sincerity
others to cause injury

the outcomes are the same
no matter what motivates
I’ll stand by my need to yell
then lose the utterance

broken by consequence
without desire I’ll embrace
now stand too mute
with silence of insanity.

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