The Web Poetry Corner - Md Cooks - From the empty crowd
From the empty crowd
by
Md Cooks
From the empty crowd,
A silent scream endlessly echoed,
Thru the canyons upon closed ears.
A child turns to look around,
Nothing familiar, nothing different,
A voice whispers, yet nothing found,
Time no different,
Time no fear,
Time no sorrow,
Time so clear.
Time no emotion,
Time no cure,
Time no reason,
Time so sure.
Time no waiting,
Time no rhyme,
Time no illusion,
Time so blind.