The undying Screech

The Undying Screech

The Undying Screech

 

Every unusual thing dies in the coffers of the usual cemeteries

Their color becomes dull and mingle with the Black & White world

The nakedness wears the clothes of ignorance and time adds coatings of dust

Spoken words collapse into the sounds of silence

 

The mournful wails and the howling cries from the cradles

When the clock stops ticking and the whole world freezes.

But..
Why does this screech refuse to die down ?
Why does this scream echo all around?
Why does this ….

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