THE NOISE

The Noise Of The City

In the city’s chaotic hum, the people swarm Wearing headphones, blocking out the urban storm The constant hum of traffic and machines The blaring horns, the shouts and screams

They walk with purpose, eyes straight ahead Deaf to the noise, as if they’re already dead Their music loud, their minds consumed By the beat that drowns out the city’s tune

The sound of life in the streets below A symphony of chaos, a constant flow But they’re insulated, in their own brain Protected from the noise, their minds remain

Yet in the stillness of their inner retreat They can’t escape the city’s heart, its beat And though headphones may bring some peace The city’s sound will never cease

For even with their headphones on The city’s noise never truly is gone It’s a part of them, a constant thrum That beats with their own, until they’re done //