The Voice Of The Crying Child..... Poem by RIC BASTASA

here is still the voice
of the child
still alive beyond
the boundaries of
midnight

i want to close it
switch it off like
an unwanted light
like an unnecessary
fire

it is still haunting
though well fed
it is not hungry
it is not thirsty
but it is still the voice
of the crying child
beneath the sought
silence and the peace

here is the voice of
the child
it is still chanting the
harshness of truths

how many nights
how many days
it has not tired crying
it does not die

this voice of the small child
for centuries
never stopped, never quenched
never dead....