Classical Jazz '05



Static Sound

Eternal static sound

Pure silence

Never found

In a buzzing city

Nothing is sound


End technology

And electricity

End the infinity

Exodize the city


Vines bridge metropolises

Hanging from radio towers

Which once fed the minds

We  bit the hand that fed

And liked the taste


Thought is clear

Sanity sought

People burn their TVs

Hoping to be free

We hear no sound

The grass

Is brown 


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Michael Dice Artist: Michael Dice
School: North Allegheny
Creative writing assignment, we had to write about what we observe around us in our lives.
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