Decibelisation was old
When Dresden’s china charred the ashes
When the war to end all wars
Turned Flanders fields to mushy poppies
When Cromwell’s convoys rattled on
The cobbled streets of old Kilkenny
And still,today, those echoes throb
When walking down a quiet lane, I hear
The rumbles of some distant noisy mob.
One thought on “NOISE”
I find this thoughtful, controlled and with an understated well-executed twist at the end. I hope it is widely read.