There’s too much noise nowadays. Everywhere you look, there’s something happening that will make you wonder what everything has come to. I am not trying to say that everything is in a terrible state of affairs, but the balance of good and bad things happening around us is way off. In such circumstances, often it becomes the easiest thing to just tune everything out, to bury the remains of your hearing.
I, however, sincerely hope that it has not come to that. And that we still have it in us to not only hear the noise, but actually do something about it.
Keh tum ne goli ki awaz sun ker kaha tha
Keh goli chali hai
Chatakhti hui haddiyon
Aur ubaltay hue khoon keh shor mein
Goli chalne ki awaz sunnay se pehlay hi
Apni samaaut ki mayyat ko dafnaa chuka tha
That you heard the shot and said
A bullet has been fired
In the noise of crackling bones
And boiling blood,
Before I could even hear the bullet being fired,
Had already buried the remains of my hearing