Aprés La Guerre

All I ever yearned for
Was this silence
These hours of noiselessness
But for the hum of my dreaming.
Being at once
Quiet and at peace.
All I ever wanted
Was this silence.

Hearing no birds singing,
No children laughing,
No motors roaring:


So lonely I have become
Will somebody
Please make me a noise?

by Jacques du Lumerie

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