Thursday, 9 October 2025

SO MUCH NOISE

 


 Why are they so noisy?
A cacophony of calumnied concatenations creating consternation.
They cannot answer questions without acute accusations
against those who dare question them.
They shout down and shut off.
They loudly obfuscate,
and mendacity is let loose in the chamber.

The noise is non-stop.
(They never sleep.)
So many of them work through the night
(to spread more lies and deceit).
Dissonance. Disturbance. Defiance.
Stochasticity.
(They crank the volume up to 11).

A vociferous interference with the serenity
(needed to process their lies).
The plan being to drown out the critical thoughts
(of their opponents).
They see it as a War of Words -
even against their own flesh.
(More's the pity).

There can be no peace until...
(fill in the blanks).
Maybe an even more destructive pandemic
(wiping out billions)
can reset the disaster of this relentless
commotion, clangor, clamor.
(This babel of dissonance.)


Only then would there be silence and
quietude.
Only then would there be peace at last.


©Ellen Pepper 2025

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