Silence Comes

A poem I wrote.

Silence comes before
the first breath

As it comes before the last

Pick up your flag (take up your cross), it’s too late
the war horses are coming
and they come with hate

and silence comes before the first breath
as it comes before the last

love while your love is strong
the truth is coming
and the truth is: you’re wrong

and silence comes before the first breath
as it comes before the last

Rejoice! with sounds and loud noises
with your voice

The silence is coming

and silence comes before the first breath
as it comes before the last.
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