different voices than heard before
will filter in to deface the earth with
their cacophony--
and we--if we're as all that as we think we are--
can discern out of the roaring
the single sweet song of the tree toad
telling of simplicity unheard--
may that toad be heard through
this channel left open
for who will come after--
for who will be left--
Content (c) 2008-2009 Philip Milito.
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