Nothing Being Said Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Nothing Being Said
Lights hiding in the darkness,
trying to be inconspicuous,
hiding behind some columns so
no one may see them.
Yet, they still are visible and
out in the open, their reflections
are shining on stainless metals of
locks and handles on doors and lockers.
Volumes being spoken, yet nothing
is being said in the silence of
this strange and mysterious environ-
ment.
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