Voices Poem by Heath Harrington
Voices
Do you hear the voices?
I do.
They echo from concrete walls.
Where are they from?
Are they made by You?
A dull drone of activity.
Like sea shells on my ears,
the muffled roar of the ocean
reminds me of the voices.
Its nothing new,
they have always been there
a distant drum which
I march to.
Monday, August 4, 2008
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4/26/2024 5:33:03 PM # 1.0.0.1119
it's always good to march to the beat of your own drum....