When The World Goes Quiet

When the world goes quiet,

That’ll be a happy day.

Imagine all the noise is gone,

Sometimes that’s all I pray.

No children throwing tantrums,

No more talking over phones.

If all the noise ceased to exist,

I’d gladly leave my home.

Take away the bells,

Hell, take away the horns.

Get rid of the whistles, too,

And all their other forms.

I do not want your ear plugs,

Your tips or your advice.

No matter what I try to do,

I always pay the price.

When the world goes quiet,

Now wouldn’t that be grand?

Nothing here would bother me,

Though life would be quite bland.

There would be no music,

No joyous noise at all.

I couldn’t hear the bluebirds sing,

Or how the leaves sway in the fall.

I’d miss the way the river runs

behind my parent’s home.

I’d miss the sound of windy days,

The way they seem to drone.

I know these are the sounds of life,

It’s nothing we can help.

Even though I hate the noise,

I must control myself.

No matter what I try to do,

It’s something I can’t change.

But if I could confess something:

I wish I wasn’t this way.