VOICES OF SILENCE
The voices beset you
You wish you did not know the words
The words that the voices use
The words that come over the ether
Of the mind
The mindless have their own voices
Maybe not very different from yours
Voices do not tell everyone the same things
They do not whip the same urges.
Is it because you are different?
Is it because you are where you are?
You and the people, and the ether and your container
Who is the master?
Who’s in the you?