All of the others

fear hearing

listen one time,
to the one, you despise the most.
there is wisdom in being fair
same as much intelligence in fear.
while one carries empathy
the other serves discretion.
silence the dead noise,
it’s no use digging graves a tree has grown upon.
in high pitch and blurry screens,
filter the ones that serve no purpose

listen one more time
for voices, the choice is
the testament of fear
impediment as sheer
why I hear and
images appear.
sweat and tear
a pound, a race, a flutter
every time fear begins
to speak.

Əľļə & Lyn