Dis_connect

​It’s in the death of silence 

Our loud world wakes the dead

Where once birds chirped 

And frogs croaked

Static and bleeps have settled

Like a much need cope

It’s in the advent of dimly lit faces

Dis(connect) and connect embrace

Why can’t we see? We see but let be

And when it’s too late

Nothing will relate to free-dom

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