The deafening silence
The still world surrounds us
Our fear louder than our voice
But we have no choice
We must stand tall
The irony of it all
We’ve created a life
Which we’ve taken for granted
All the choices made up until now
They have brought us here
Against our will we are held
At the mercy of nature
Once again our kind is brought to our knees
By the unseen
And yet we will still survive
We won’t change when this calms
And we will live once more with
Ignorant bliss, selfish and useless
Using our time to unwind the progress made
It will become history
And some day we will fall again
Oh, the irony of it all
                                  -kmarie