posted on Sep, 26 2012 @ 04:46 AM
The skies grew dark,
Before exploding,
An ear splitting sound beheld,
Unrelenting and without remorse,
And the great majority fell,
The noise stole hearts,
Sent minds imploding,
Torment across the globe,
Insanity set its course,
For all with open lobes,
A scattered number,
In mines toiling,
Avoided this violation,
Only to see it take them too,
When they left thier stations,
Now all who are born,
In this sonic roiling,
Under go intervention,
Deafend at birth in catacombs,
To prevent audiological devastation.