To many voices
some working
some talking amongst themselves
so listening.
Whose sad?
Whose happy?
Whose in Love
Whose in trouble
Who feels like crying out?
How much silent noise am I exposed to?
Whose in charge?
'The Earth is the LORD'S and the fullness thereof'
Do I complain a lot? if so does it change the situation?
How much Silent noise an I exposed to?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem