The growl of jet engines <br />The grinding bark of trucks <br />The thundering rumble of trains <br />The whining of sirens <br />The ever-present sound of earphones <br />The drone of televisions <br />The insistent beeping of appliances <br />Crying for servicing <br />That we hear each other is miraculous <br />Our children hear this same cacophony <br />Do the sounds drown us out? <br />Do they ever hear the solace of quietude <br />The beating of their own hearts <br />The chirping of birds <br />The buzzing of insects or <br />The sound of their own breathing? <br />What quiet do we give our children <br />What soothing calm for sleep <br />What music soft as mother's breast <br />What source of peaceful dreams? <br />Do they learn not to hear themselves? <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />July 27,2012<br /><br />Claude H Oliver II<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/legacy-43/
