• Deathly Silent
    (Poetry)
    I Am SO Oatmeal


    Where has all the music gone?
    And where is all the sound?
    It’s as silent as the dead,
    Those who were lost
    And never found.

    The leafs are quiet,
    And the grass is still
    It is as silent as the dead,
    Those who never returned
    And those who never will.

    The dead have yet to live.
    The living have yet to die.
    But it’s fading now,
    The sound and all.
    Now’s time to cry.

    The leafs are quiet,
    And the grass is still
    It is as silent as the dead,
    Those who never returned
    And those who never will.