In the world of silence there is noise
A cataclysmic turbulence seeking resolve
Because words refuse to speak
And shoutings that lies beneath prick
In the world of silence there is pain
Because fear take in all the cane
Never trying to jostle for justice
Under quiet agony meticulously pays the fees.
In the world of silence there is sadness
Because the lords mint the coins of bedness
As thriving buds are brutally smashed
The majority obeys mad words or else dashed.
In the world of silence there is anarchy
Because temper boils in cool hostility
As gentle spits of magma surge
Anarchy wears its true face- war
In the world of silence there is peace
Because inner ponderings find real release
Bringing loneliness to the realm of banter
As vivacious inventions take the center.
