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Silence is golden
if you’re not a hummingbird
and like to whir while
you visit flashy flowers
and if you’re not Wolfgang
Amadeus Mozart
who loved hours of music,
but from strep throat did part
if silence is the norm,
don’t bite into sweet apples
with lascivious crunch,
nor slurp your soup at lunch
don’t send your words everywhere
for they’ll stay in the air
don’t say, don’t sing,
don’t answer a how-do-you-do
don’t strum a tune so off-key,
leave it high and dry
don’t let waves lap the sands
don’t let seagulls cry
don’t listen to the soft rain
don’t hear lightning’s thunder
don’t open your mouth and talk
since you may blunder
yes, silence is no good
if you hold back information
on abuse, drug use, bullies,
trouble for the nation
or letting words hurt a heart
or wound a child
Yet, silence is golden only
when your calm says plenty