Easier

Without a sound
Without a noise
Without a whisper
Without a word
Voices fill the air
thickening the atmosphere
Screaming silently
Forgotten voices
Forgotten by the world
Cruely forced to retreat
to disappear, to remain forgotten.
Their existences only distub
the world's complacent comfort.
God forbid that be disturbed.
And so the voices continue
Silently haunting,
Crying for remembrance
Without a word
Without a whisper
Without a noise
Without a sound.

"Sometime they'll give a war, and nobody will come" [Carl Sandburg]