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May 2016
One thing I hear
That is perfectly clear
You can never get away from the noise

Whether it be
The inside drone of the T.V.
Or outside traffic there is no choice

Wherever you go
In the daily flow
You never escape the sound

From cars right and the left
To planes overhead
There is always noise around

As your heart skips a beat
In the vibrating seat
From the bass of the car next to you

Can't clutch your ears and your chest
As you have only two hands
So you just sit there and suffer through

You would love to escape
But know of no place
Where silence could be enjoyed

As you trudge along
To the bang of the gong
With the never ending noise
Mike Hauser
Written by
Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
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