Why should the cosmos, hearing
one thing
complaining against another,
take notice,
since everything,
even death,
is a part of itself?
Isn’t it the one thing
that nothing leaves?
If I cry out
just once
doesn’t that cry go on forever?
From: http://davidbrooks.net.au/poetry/2005-2/a-cry/
Date: 2005
By: David Brooks (1953- )
