When it's quiet, the blood flow is louder
When it's quiet, thoughts are an overflow
When it's quiet, philosophy is a show off
When it's quiet, you feel the torture of you

When it's quiet, it's hard to hide
When it's quiet, it's touch to fake
When it's quiet, it's exhausting to pretend
When it's quiet, it's the beginning of Faith

This is your fight to escape the hole dug by the loudness...or would I rather head back to the bustling?

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© Kagiso Mokokosi