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Scream

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the silence is shattered
the screams ring out
i wish for the calm before the storm
but all within me shouts

my screams never heard
no matter how loud
it just merges in
with the rest of the crowd

my voice is failing
the fears suppressed
I have no clue
how to work through the rest

the screams get louder
can no one hear
i scream and scream
still no where near

no one hears just what i say
i could scream and scream
til my dying day
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At War
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(Ben Heine © Cartoons)
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The Scream
Poem by Michael Hillmer


Crossing the bridge

Far from home

The sun, it's setting fast

I feel a breath of sadness pass.

The sky's crying red

And I am tired as death

Looking out across flaming clouds

Hanging like blood

Over deep, rushing water.

Time, it's running out

The long dead glow

Before night falls

An anguished scream

Knifes through nature.


Michael Hillmer
Copyright © 2002