THE CALL ON THE WIRE

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THE CALL ON THE WIRE

I dreamt of the wire again…

The more I struggle

The more it bites and snarls

Entangled like in brambles…

Like a ring of filthy thorns,

Do we suffer for all?

 

And the sky is alight –

Almost sunlight but hellish,

And I hear the loneliest sound

Making all other noise voiceless…

And I wanted to be Deaf!

I wanted all sound to stop.

Stop for all time…

To make your cry timeless:-

To Stand as all sound beyond time.

It is the tone of a bell

And it tolls only your time,

Played out in moments

But the moment lasts

As an echo – And I hear it…

Always.

Copyright Dale Beck 2018.

 

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