"FACINGFACES
2002 - 04" SELECTED POETRY (Part 2)
Silent
The breaking dawn is silent
As the glass smashes to the floor
The sun stands silent
As the door slams once more
The raging eyes are silent
As the fists are formed
No words will soothe the fury
As fists beat upon the wall
The smell of burnt toast is silent
The cause of it all
© Marcia Borell - Usa
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