“Clouded Window” by Graham

Have you ever stared at silence
Do you know what nothing sounds like
Rushed to know the truth
and tarnished all suspense

If eyes were always pure
and never drowned in rage
could lips be left closed
so hands could read the page

Does a window cast a shadow
that no one ever sees
If all this light would disappear
Our thoughts might be so clear

Foolish lives have much to lose
and what they know is much untrue
For ignorance makes them pick and choose
the hands that feed them through and through