One Last Wish Three Unkind Silences
The silent page perpetuates itself
Encouraging silence
It holds my hand to hold back my hand
From breaking that silence
And the quiet does a violence to life
And the quiet itself is a violence
The silent face endorses itself
With a cynical pride
Self-assured but there's not a word
I can see through that to fear
And the quiet does a violence to life
And the quiet itself is a violence
Through life which the silent crowd
Just passes by
About face with one face
While it smiles with one smile
The institution of silence
When one voice could be so loud
And the quiet does a violence to life
And the quiet itself is a violence
Violence