Friday, 22 June 2007

“Be silent unless what you
Say is better than silence.”

Easy for you to say Sal,
Looking like a rock star
Who doesn’t have to talk
To the press.
Second album, platinum,
All success assured.
But what of the rest of us
Who cannot paint ourselves
Words are our work
Our bulwark against
Meaning less,
Meaning missed.
So haughty, dark Sal,
You hover as if from
Out of the sky.
A clear eye.
Who would not blink
When forced to face you,
Stammer and wish for silence
Beneath your powerful stare?