I have a long cloak that I can use
to kill any noise that is around
voices dying in human throats
as I attempt to impose my power
The night is my most favourite time
when not much moves in the darkness
until the dawn chorus causes me to flee
as the sun creeps over the horizon
While I can inspire fear within the hearts of many
others find peace in my presence
they think that me being around is helpful
as they attempt to focus their minds
Yes I may be thought of as powerful
as I can bring solace to many
I am in fact incredibly weak
even the mention of my own name can break me
I am known to most as silence
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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