The Sound Of Silence
In
the early morning after the bombs fell through the night
In
the burning distance a solitary gunshot in the fight
Hawks
and doves make love selling out for the green
The
theatre of the absurd war for greed the final scene
The
sound of silence none dare to speak
The
sound of silence the strong kill the weak
The sound of silence hear the brave
The sound of silence speaking through the grave
Millions
of buffalo thunder on what remains of the plains
Memories
of the ghosts of massive herds invisible stains
Lakota,
Dakota, Nakota and other tribes hunt in vain
The
Great Spirit is quiet a mystery none can explain
The
sound of silence none dare to speak
The
sound of silence the strong kill the weak
The sound of silence hear the brave
The sound of silence speaking through the grave
Pop
singer singing a pop song the teenyboppers wail
Cosmetic
photo shop can’t carry a tune so soon to fail
Fourteen
minutes of fame all the same a whisp of air
Fading
fast in the past nothing left but a broken prayer
The
sound of silence none dare to speak
The
sound of silence the strong kill the weak
The sound of silence hear the brave
The sound of silence speaking through the grave
Neil
Young is a folk singer infused with electric juice
Neil
Young is out of touch I ask “What’s the use?”
They
did their best at Bob Fest they really tried
Jesus
would be jamming if He wasn’t crucified
The
super soldier walks hearing explosions and screams
Like
a zombie always awake he can’t take these evil dreams
He
sits on the park bench spittle runs down on his beard
Little
children walk by and cry because they’re scared
The
sound of silence none dare to speak
The
sound of silence the strong kill the weak
The sound of silence hear the brave
The sound of silence speaking through the grave
