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Silence

by Grace, age 14


Is anyone there, I call out
Then stop to listen
There is no one about
And all I hear is silence

Deafening, crushing, screaming loudly
But not a sound is heard
The church is there, still standing proudly
But all I hear is silence

I enter softly, wide-eyed now,
To the sweet smell of old wood
It now seems holy somehow
When all I hear is silence

Undisturbed, patiently He’s waiting
For one to raise his voice in song
And put an end to all our hating
’Till all He hears is love