Silent Echo

I am the virtual virtuoso in a lonely one act play

Recite the bleeding monologue to an unresponsive crowd

Bleeding out the words that fall on ears that do not listen

Silence that is deafening screams ignorance all round

I am the drifting glacier that floats on frozen seas of ice

Dropping icicles on frosted ground that lie melting on the floor

Dissipating tears rejected in the flow of streams so cold

Glassy interrupted icebergs stare and chill me to the core

I am the solitary siren who’s cries echo in the void

Fall against a wall of noise that drowns every other sound

Words of shattered dreams and hopes drift silently on air

Collide with empty hearts and crash lonely to the ground

© Fergus Martin

2012