The Sound Of Silence Poem by Marian Evans

If my pen were to fall
Upon a solid floor,
Would my objection be all
To follow and nothing more?

Would the artist then be silenced:
No media to give him voice?
His audience would by then have commenced
To applaud, to give a great rejoice

For their expression of great volume
Drowns, displaces, and depicts the new standard
Of ambient noise that fills a room
Before the bar is raised and my audience is meandered.