Thrown In a Well

Pebbles cause ripples that noone sees

When unceremoniously thrownin a well.

Like the tree in a forestwhen no one's around;

If it falls does it matter ifit makes a sound?

Do the squirrels or therabbits, the foxes or bees

Really care if it cried as inanguish it fell.

 

Pain that's unseen; is itpain at all?

Does silence absolve andsecrets abjure

All the senses to feelinglessflights of emotion?

Tasting the dredges ofserpentine potion

'Til no one remembers, noeyes recall all

The torrents of torment we'remeant to endure.

 

No one will know us.

No one will tell.

Our lives are like pebbles

Thrown into a well.