Silence won’t let us forget

The years of neglect

Countless flowers wither

As we hold onto glitter

The deep inner wound

Festers with noisy sound

Silence comes to heal

It has no need to steal

So full and complete

In silence, we’re replete

We’ve come to be merry

Our time is momentary

When silence we forget

Time becomes a threat

We’re eaten its moments

Can we call it an opponent?