The Scream I Will Not Silence

 

 

 

When I contemplate the horror of the atom bombI catch my breath, only to screamThe only acceptable response to mankind’s mass suicide.There is no calm or rational approach to madnessThere is no civil reply to abominationThere is no excuse for the ultimate evilNo explanation, no rationalization.There is only an unending scream. Don’t ask me not to interrupt your brunchThe scream will pierce your eardrums as you eat your quiche.I’ll scream as you watch the Super Bowl and my scream will rise above the roar of the crowdMy scream will continue until the roar of the crowd is one big scream at the greatest of sins.I will scream at your televised debateAnd at your campaign ralliesI will scream until everyone feels the madness that cannot be denied.I will scream at your child’s christening to alert him to the sick truthI’ll scream a scream that sounds like madness but is in fact the only sane response to madness.I will scream for every innocent animal unaware of what we’ve made.I will scream until every man, woman and child feels the same fear and dread and horror that lurks in my heartUntil there is not one corner or bit of darkness in which the madness can hide unperturbed. I will scream because I can do no moreAnd because I can do no lessThere will be no peace Until there is peaceYou will not sleepAnd if you doThe scream will haunt your dreams Don’t ask me to be quietAnd let the grownups talkThe bomb makers and the Jim Jones know-it-allsAnd the good boy media sock puppets Don’t ask me to sit alone in a dark closetFeeling the bugs and worms crawl across my skinThe scream has too long lain silent In my heart alone.